Things seem to be intact. Buildings stand. The sky Holds up too. It is just us. We are here doing what we do, as we always did. We are here in this warped world that we created. And we are in it. It is our creation. We co-habitat.
We do it because we are supposed to, because that is what we do. More importantly, what we are. I remember you. You remember me. Or do you? Ah, that is the thing.
Remember when we did that, remembered one another? You remember that? That is my doubt. Because you don’t. Remember when we did that?
No, that is just an image. It was something other than that.