FORGET mainline here no, we will not tangle this further we will not come to see the light of sand dunes and donkeys let alone electricity upon floppy flesh when it comes rising like a little death inwards not without like the night sky dapples a white iron roof towards the pitch, the dark these scenarios will be forgotten forgotten like this like you forgot to swallow those circles you forgot to read the signs forgot to straighten the ripple in your light the crease in your shirt the scrapbooks burnt meant more than any lettering preserved between here and there not forgotten intentional ruin forced forgetfulness a genocide without tragedy clinical white a clean, empty victory Matthew Davies