Pyramids

We're building pyramids again.

In our minds the sediment

collects, making mountains from

memories we've invented.

We follow strict patterns of night and day,

except when it suits us to change.

I've been watching you again. Watching

the moonlight making tracks on your face,

broken barcodes of light and dark.

You never look my way, only assume I'll

never leave, never look away. In the

interim I forget to blink.

It made sense to be nostalgic,

back then it felt sincere. Back

then. We forget how to remember.

Anymore.

Now all the twisted heavings of reality

come crashing down in ripples barely

felt. I don't know what to believe

anymore. But we're building pyramids again.

I try to imagine this will be a good thing.

Reviews

[Beatrice Mars]

OH god. every word of this. 'in the interim i forget to blink,' 'we forget how to remember,' the present tense of that < it's happening and you know it is, and you can't stop it, like sand. Like doublespeak, did you ever read 1984? You know it's a lie but at the same time you believe it, not the same, but those lines reminded me of that. 'the twisted heavings of reality come crashing down in ripples barely felt.' '..making mountains from the memories we've invented.' ...I can't even express how amazing your use of words is..but i'm so glad they still come out of you. x