I turned into an amnesiac

at 10 pm on a friday.

if you asked me right then
i couldn't have told you my own name
the day of the week
or a list of random words.

but if you asked me right then
i could say your name--
          yes,
and more

but grasping for words never
was like flesh,
and a hunger for italics or bold
never matched my blood
          but metallic kind of
comes close.