Poem : Swarms and Sages

Memory is a foam

Memory is a labyrinth

Memory is additive

Memory has morphs

I see a prison

I see an asylum

I see a rivet

I see a kinesis

I see a lark

I see a prophet

They are submerged

They are subservient

They are swarm lanes

They are marsh lands

They are poetic prisms

They are prime primates

They are vagabonds

They are corrigible

They are mute

I wish they were pragmatic

I know they cannot be oracles

I know they cannot be fissures

I know they cannot be tremors

I know they cannot be discords

I know they cannot be edges

I know they cannot be coherent

I know they cannot be convergent

I know they are memory models

I know they are my mute spectators

I know they just add them all

I know they just order the order

I know they just echo the echo

I know they just vestige the vestige

I know they just residue the residue

I know they just exist to add, multiply and mute

I know they just mix, mince and mirror my nerves

Mirror, Mirror, Memory Foams and Memory Swarms

I bind you all in my conjugal dreams

I bind you all in my chaotic maps

I bind you all in my calculus of coinages

Let there be null and void !!

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