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Lost Time

Lost Time

I keep
losing time.

Looking up & seeing
that another

whole passage
of time has escaped me.

Wondering what
my son meant

when he said
I'd forgotten
the abuse.

Blocked it out?
Forgot home visits
by the police?

How did my brain
block out the abuse.

What did that man
do to me?

What the hell
did he do to my kids.


copyright 2021
by Insomnia
(AJ Kline Robinson)
November 28, 2021
2:08 a.m.




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