seven & twenty
a while back
my father called me
seven times in two days
presenting me with
the very same question
twenty-seven years
his younger
my long-term memory
remains (seemingly) in
pristine condition
—but what will come of me
in the short-term
eludes me
that is until the next call
april two thousand twenty-four
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