Friday, April 24, 2009

The Emergence of The Science of Forgetting

What have we been saying enough that really isn't.
What holds true now but stays no more than a bow
The next day. You wouldn't try saying lines that dismember
Would you. Wouldn't that be a mere fear of sense if you did.

There is a ball I've been searching for days now.
A sea I've regretted swimming. A lie I know

I will find a reason to smile at. A book
To read of. Studies, graphs to make.

Everything is a matter of this soon.

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