memory of futurity

history

spreads before me:

 

a map

of unmade memories,

 

configured

in an unfamiliar

chronology.

 

a vague arrangement

of salient moments;

 

frames

which await

the mercurial

and mundane.

 

how comforting,

how strange,

 

to

know

the

hollow

 

syntax

of

my

days

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