On Chaos & Meaning

I am going through some journals and notepads with writing I’ve done over the last few years. This is a poem I wrote near the end of 2023.

On Chaos and Meaning (an ode to dementia)

Memories fade like a sunset 

on the shortest day of the year

You do not recall what it was like 

to be carefree

To run wild

with abandon 

through the forest to nowhere
You trace the steps in your mind 

seeking that place
Losing the trail

Finding yourself
on the trail