C-Flat of Memories

                       C-Flat of Memories
on top of                                                                                          the universe                                        Come!                                                                                             log on to
the bundling memories throughout the year:
in the bedroom
in the kitchen
in the cellar
over the garage
by ourselves.                                                                                         by yourself.
with broken bones
mushroom pizza                            chicken soup                                junk food
planning a feast:
recklessly stirred-gravy
home-cooked meals                           or                         store-bought supper?
Blood red Clamato juice
Thanksgiving theme.
more than I can contemplate
foolish thoughts, flamboyant memories
they sure create emotional spasms.
severely in my dreams, chaotic dreams
due to active cells, firing, firing, firing
however,
Mentality is an sweltering thermostat.
Nowhere is Somewhere . . .
Whose                                                                                      Memories?
Let me do it!
I know not what I do.
If only                                                                                          I knew!
Since I stepped on air
My mother                                                                                     said,
“Welcome”
My father                                                                                        said,
“Goodness”
I was like a luminous lantern.
Memories
are my musically inherited macaroons.