WHAT DO I KNOW? years past and far away behind me I can never turn fast enough to see what's in them what I dreamed and what I wished and what I remember crowd together in a swirling blur the clouds overhead tremble as they shed rain a vague note drops from a damp bird and it could be any of the days that is like today or one that I imagined I talk it over with myself like this or imagine talking like this with myself imagine hearing what I imagine saying imagine one self to say one to hear what is memory what dream what wish this gets said that gets said but even if you had only hallucinated it all it would still be as it is and as beautiful