word wednesday | toddregoulinsky.com

Something I wrote a few months ago and hadn’t looked back on until today. As per usual, this is unedited and pretty much how it was scrawled in my journal.


what is it to want?
to have this amnesia
carving out slices
which rightfully are mine,
are me -

to no longer understand
my own dreams or
even, to remember them
at all -

no more than ghosts,
haunting memories
& apparitions aping
what i no longer recall.