Unremembered
          Thursdays uncompromising, disdainful of a gentler stream--
                 flowing against multitudes of uncare,
                   wishing for a quieter ripple. . .

                thrusting, throbbing, gushing in windows yet unseen,
                    but seeing, under grey, prickling skies
                      that refuse to answer "why?"

                different time, different menu
                    describing an old same place--
                     tricked into memories that could never be...