thoughts of melanie
are black as tar
and my retro mind
eats at the void
do you ever forget?
i heard it was fun
the dead memory
grey and stoic
like reincarnation
how i can barely recall
like a past life
like a lapse in time
like cape horn
becoming the sea...
and
it is undoubtably
far from concern
...like everything
and the world is a luminescent marble
rolling on black velvet.
inversion:
a pupil existing
in an eyeball
and i will engineer a multitude of things
and i will instinctively
abandon them
i will care just enough
and i will have minimal memory
of it all
