I Don’t Have It

I didn't need an alarm clock today.

I woke up to the pain of a headache and a nagging feeling that I didn't have something. Not that I lost it or that it was stolen from me.

But I don't have something that I should have.

It's not my wallet that's right here

It's not my phone that's over there.

It's not my keys; those are here too.

It's not my wife sh--

Who is this woman next to me?

Whose bed am I in?

Whose apartment am I in?

No, No, No, No, No, No!

It's my damn memory!

I don't have it!