Forgetting to remember
is sweet indeed
Untethered time
in a hammock
under an almond tree
Entire histories
swallowed whole by
their own forgotten truths
while butterflies and ants
eat ancient dust
The memories have no
capsule to sit in anymore
It’s always Monday and
the ants have always been there
salivating
Raven men get lost and
forget to return
The Seventeen are erased
Ashes wipe away their time
hidden away in mountains, far
Forgetting to remember
as the last train leaves with
all the books ever written
and all the stories ever told
Time finally has an end
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