forgetting

forgetting who we are
who I am
are we safe
am I happy

there once was a time
passions were my own
that could be elaborated on
for hours
yet today I forget
when was the last time
I felt that passion again

music perhaps
television, certainly
but when was the last time
I felt overconsumed
by something
someone

time to self-audit
ask myself questions
take notes
find myself
before forgetting even more