
i cannot forget
i cannot remember
like parts of photographs cut out and pasted on a collage. (x age in years, days, or hours)
the glossy scraps are put together haphazardly, as if in a rage
or
the glossy scraps are put together with the seeming precision to solve a puzzle
regardless, they are not in order. chaos in two ways, an order of no order.
i am an artist trying to figure out whether or not my work is finished
but at this moment, i pour water over it.
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