It was commented that
I had nothing to say
but on that day I was…
well, here again, the problem.
…was lost in a realm
where I wandered in
Mexico looking for
my car having forgotten
where I parked it
 
and I was sad that my expertise
had dwindled on the topic
the esteemed panel discussed
where I sat
tearing for lost loves
in a thought-tunnel back to
my first kiss,
 
big empty Coke bottle
stopping on her…
can’t remember her name
…younger sister
of the girl I liked
so soft, long seconds
I’ve felt to now.
I loved her.