Another Autumnal Revelation, This Time With Feeling

That your life is leaving you and you don't know what to say. Maybe it's a film where they die soon and they know it. So you know it. That the breeze is cooler, that the year is better, and you're older, and you don't know what to say. You stumbled onto an old song. You had given up. You realized too late. And the strings hung from the trees, from the leaves, from the fall, and you don't know what to say. They played such beautiful music back then, didn't they. Didn't you figure it out? And then you lost it. The keys pressed themselves. Remember when you were perfect. Don't you? .. Don't you? you were by yourself and you don't know what to say. You didn't know what came over you. And it's that phrase, how it always meant something very real, so real. Literal. Should anyone know? Should you be out tonight? Do you remember snow? You didn't know what to say so you posted without thinking -- the AI'd see you. That life used to be without, be without, be without, be without the beat, the rhythm, and you don't know what to say. That life is precious. Except you're jaded and you don't know what to say. That there was a kind of ideal. That there was some kind of dream. That there was some kind of life where you don't know what to say. You were hypnotized. And it's ending soon, isn't it. That the walls were always closing in, they thought, they were there, just about to cry in the other room, years ago, muffled. Fucking crying. Downright forbidden to remember. That a memory was so stable as to be true. So true, and so real. Down the rabbit hole. And you didn't know what to say. You just didn't know. You just don't know. You just didn't know. You just don't know.

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(Btw I have a YouTube scifi chapbook here: Mechanics of Reincarnation: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLA4ahl4lNiwiITHyJlWVyXGbPr_FrJpTX new parts Mondays @8pm ;))