Lying there,
Connecting popcorn ceiling dots.
Heart pounding violence.
A god inspired bone cage,
Pressured by heavy breathing,
Anxiety compounded by the pretense of hypotheticals.
Vague lines forming,
The artist's brush in motion,
Etching figures that look just as we do.
Imprinting your likeness in my cerebral cortex.
I want so much to believe in our potential,
In our natural right to exist.
No borders, No restrictions.
An endless expanse.
Your animation trafficking itself for imperforate repose.
Motionless,
Picturesquely fastened in anatomical corners of my cognizance.
Never retracting backwards.
Seldom retracing the footprints of heart.
Propelling forward,
Capturing every sequence,
Cementing the imagined into the vividly real.
The spotted darkness.
Simulating a set of manifold patterns.
Mimicking the familiar,
Abducting phrases, bottling gestures.
Releasing an outpouring of scenarios.
Puzzle pieces, jaggedly neat,
Figuring squarely into this retelling we call ours.
Speaking faintly to me,
As entire days erase.
Words first recognizable, now painted over with one skillfully crafted stroke of time.
Quizzically on stand-by,
Wondering how to reach for, stretch for,
The rewind button.
Befuddled. Brow furrowed.
Vapourous clamour.
Your lips venture softly,
Caressing the words that prescribe termination.
Memory, recreated,
Tarnished,
Blanched,
Achromatized from my retention.
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