I Forgot More Than I Forget

You think you store the truth in your memory

forgetting you store the memory in your truth.

You forgot

being born

you’ll forget your death

and most things in between

and you don’t remember how many times you have taken breath

don’t worry, the final exam is not written yet

though it’s too late to study

if you don’t already know the answers

by the time you reach heaven’s censors

there’s no sense cramming

following the light

you can’t write answers on your sleeve

the tester already knows what’s in your head

and what you believe

and how your heart is fed

and what’s up your sleeve.

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