Reminders are scattered
All around,
Insentient and therefore incapable
Of change:
One you might see lies in smart
Girls, their eyes pitted with
Bottomless questions.
Another bats between fading buildings,
Their shutters shed, their privacy and
Style...so long.
Eventually we will forget where they are.
They'll just be gone.
A third reminder will be found in the wood itself,
In ash, rinds, and the wind that swifts to know us;
Nothing beyond that--nothing
In storage,
No one lone line of leftover data
Can explain the excess flooding in
Flooding out.
The Monkey
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