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Episodic Memory

A Personal History in Spoken Word

By Matthew ReganPublished 6 years ago 2 min read
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It's a filter, can't you see?

Hiding eyes and stealing smiles,

I do believe it works, can you tell?

Removing thoughts and replacing hearts,

Is time worth toil?

Fading out, forget-me-nots.

Can you recall?

Categorically it's saved, categorically enslaved,

Isn't it such fun?

I'm watching our memories project.

Where did the good moments go?

Fighting for or against,

Is it worth it, is time worth toil?

Click click click click, I hear music.

Can you feel it move your bones?

It's something long forgotten to be remembered.

Have you saved the files?

Like a puppet my limbs sway.

How long were you giggling?

Yes that is how I felt, now I feel.

Click click click, what happened?

I don't remember, now I do.

How is it, how am I?

You love it, love to you.

Please, will I change for you?

I try, I fail, I hear your heart.

I stole your smile, why hide your eyes?

Always forgotten, never forgiven.

Do you miss I?

Laurels linger on the brow.

Do I miss you?

Will always, have always.

Click click, did it hurt?

Skin melts like wax drips as hours fall through glass...

Was it a blaze?

It was so hazy then, now crisp clear.

Was I better?

Father's love heals, unexpectedly.

What of love in life?

Found falsehood in her.

Did the mind burn asunder?

Tough truth hurts, is hated.

What comes from curing love?

Scornful scars that pang for years.

Has time come to soothe?

Strength created and found self profoundly.

Click, do you believe?

Don't ever stop.

Does ignorance open doors?

Falsehood does and stands tall,

Are bars strong?

Bronze and bonds broken in hours.

Are tears necessary?

For but moments, then time became still.

Love you promise, does false truth delve deep?

Stabbed hard and back wounds are unseen.

Do days encased make sight seen?

Time makes life enraged, then remorseful.

Click click click click click. What of memories?

It comes in phases, in phrases, in crazes, in faces.

Is time worth toil?

Life's time is pain, a lifetime warms hearts.

Would I, would you relive?

Anytime, many times, much more time... static.

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