MEMORIES?

the sharp pain in my thumb
whenever i do ANYTHING with that hand
reminds
of
something
i
cannot
place at all

a different and past incapacity maybe
an
old
yesterdays
mortal warning

the musty funk of the big canteen bin out the back corridor
reminds
me
off
the
friday
night
smell of chips shops after last orders
hungry
and
waiting
with condensation windows 
of peeling luncheon vouchers decals

so
what
do
my
senses
really know ? really ?