Forget it

Forget it

No seriously

I don’t get it
I won’t remember later
Reason wraps up my mind
And I can’t find a way out

Forget it

I got it.

Seriously though?
I had a thought about it.
And I can’t seem to reason.
But, maybe this is seasonal.

Forget it.

I got it.
No seriously I’ve got it now.
I don’t how I didn’t before.
But I’ve got it,
Show me the door.
Before I forget it again.

Forget it.
I’d rather stay anyway.




(Following the poetry prompt of: Write an Anaphora poem.)