It was here a few minutes ago:
A solution.
An explanation.
A rationale for everything
that happened between us
– all of us –
a fix that would justify the universe
as it stands
and provide a process to improve
everything that it preceded.

It was in grasp.
It was on the tip of my tongue,
so close I could have licked it
had I done any of those cunnilingus exercises.
It was right here
and then
you just snapped at me
getting my attention
and I lost it.

I lost it all.

We could be living in paradise
from the information that I just abandoned.
This is in your head.
Thanks a lot, Mom.