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