All Your Memories Are Paper Scraps Thrown Into the Wind

The Moon Shatters Into Tiny Fragments of Glass, Memory Residue Evaporates Into Slush

Rain Fell Down a Mirror, My Soul Wept for a Tarnished Half That Was Not Present

Resuscitated Olfactory Fragment Recovered From Mechanical Afterbirth

Angel Floating in an Empty Room

All Your Memories Are Paper Scraps Flown Into the Wind