I can’t remember if I had one yesterday,

But I recall I had one the day before,

Weird that I can’t recall yesterday,

That I remember the day before,

I’ve probably had these all of my life,

I just never knew what to call them,

Without a name to attach to them,

How impossible it was to recall them,

The mechanism of recollection,

Can’t afford to waste much time,

With nameless thoughts in secret spots,

Can’t afford to push rewind,

When I was a boy I’d paint my thoughts,

On a wall with imagery that had no name,

Back and forth I’d feel it go,

On a ship that was taking me home,

From within my bed I’d focus instead,

On what i looked at before I was born,

The image I saw I can’t quite recall,

I didn’t know what to call it