Short term memory

i’m forgetful.
sometimes, it’s “where did i leave my spects” while the spects sit on my head.
at times, it’s the pair of socks that
i took off my feet five minutes ago,
or it’s cutlery- spoon, glass or tea cups.

oh, i’m forgetful, but it’s harmless,
or so i thought, until
friends complained-
i forget to call back, to reply, birthdays,
and i apologise.

i could be forgetful, but i think about them when
i look at memes,
remember something,
listen to songs,
watch series,
in my dreams,
when i read,
but it’s funny, because
i don’t tell them that i think about them,
because i’m forgetful, which is not a good excuse.

like right now, i thought about
unanswered calls, read texts and mails,
and all i could think of
was writing this down
and posting it on WordPress.

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