
I don’t know the names
of the streets here
the signs on the corners
are different
from the names on the map
I don’t need to know
The ocean is that way
The mountain is that way
There is the river
Here is the hotel
The bar I like is on that other street
I know the day of the week
if I think hard enough
It is important to know
Because Monday at four
I will meet friends
at that other bar
And Tuesday at five is the dance lesson
And at some point
I need to know the day
I go home
Then for months
I will know precisely
where and when everything is
Until I come back here
and forget again


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