Sinew cut from memory
Bound the fabric of your perception
Each moment partially obstructed
By something once was
A meaning saturated in your identity
Dry and silent without expression
Unrecognizable
The faded scent of humidity
Burnt in the bareness of new death
Before the taste of being cleared the air
The lightness of existence
Approaching the upper limit
Of the speed at which your memory
Can travel through time
In a vacuum of self-reflection
Stretching the sinews
In your perception of time itself
To expand the distance
Between your being and identity
Embedding the memory
Into the vast silence
Of your self-expression
The waves a ceiling of light
Stretching indefinitely
Ad infinitum