“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Thursday, March 24, 2016
Remember it so
By now,
neurologists all know
we lie
and believe what
is so
vivid enough to make
it so-
in our alternate reality,
what we call memory.
Who was there to witness
it so-
they can testify the truth
as it happened by view
they say-
it is,
so we believe it.
Duality seems determined
by a parallelogram sent
from another timeline
started forever ago,
we think we know
it so-
Infinite possibilities
project our stories,
our memories,
our-one time-
gone another way.
So tell it all ways, build
it so
intricate and elaborate, that
it is
simply the best story
only you know
by now.
Image of painting by John White Alexander [No restrictions or Public domain], Memories (1903) via Wikimedia Commons.
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