Tuesday was-Monday

writing to fill the gaps the day leaves at its end, here with 
the midnight ticking in. putting word to word to create a 
memory, to fill each gap, huddling around me now as 
sullen air. in order to forget: made-up memories for 
forgetting, made of greyest forget. like, I forget, for example. 
or, I forgot. and, I forget that I should remember. and
I do remember