Not As Remembered
Feb 17, 2024
“When I was
at home,
as I remembered it
like the back of
my right hand,
I never opened
my eyes to
get around,
until my sofa
kicked me.
Then,
I punched it.
Afterward,
I forgot how
my leg looked,
much like the back
of my right hand.
So,
I left my home.”
— The hooked-hand
wooden-legged pirate
(probably)