living works

into useless contemplation, again

with the brain, we will wax on

together forever

forming living monuments to consternation

we will argue freely with the pain

on our wood chipper path to nowhere

we will dwell upon the 'important' things

collected across decades

we will recreate moments

we will conveniently forget details

far across time

we will create statues

together

we will paint paintings

all from a memory

twisted with a past

trapped within a present

imperfect

Author's Note

Reviews

[Curly Grace]

A quiet, honest look at how we reshape memory and meaning.

[ThisSiteSucks]

And here I was thinking, even hoping we could keep expressing mundane, inherent back and forth until the cows come home but I see you beat me to it. Again. Back in the saddle again.

[Poetic Shorty]

Very thought provoking piece. Why do humans continue to exist? For what purpose do we create? I love the idea of being trapped in the present.

[Davidgeo]

That's a very healthy response. You deal with the inherent anxiety of life well. Have you ever heard the phrase "action defeats anxiety"?