fabrication

hard to hear
you like this
choose those apples
one can spoil
one will spoil
drained and draining.

Everyone loves to mingle with ancient shapes- translucent and hovering- transparent voices echoing up and forward from old presents that you classify and categorize
(though who can remember what a day was like? what a waking up and a single thought was like?)
like you can know, somehow, how it changed or shaped you.
like you can really know what you miss
what you do not regret
like you can know
how or why it mattered
to you then
why you think about or have forgotten it now.
like you are a product,
finished.