Memory

Can you only remember

What’s been forgotten, already 

Inscribed, godforsaken, collecting

The channel they call it

Wanalanahulu

Never before said, this one time, think

It must’ve been reverse schrödingered  

To everything specific, tied, true

Lasting longer than quantum’s blue

Stained to look like something that’ll last

Armoire drawers overflowing void; staring

Intoit again, aren’t you, you bad, bad boy