by A. Molotkov

Continuity

Our mindprints in time,        electrons  lost in orbit. Say, Don’t          forget.  I will          remember as flowers do. Please          keep me that way, collapsed          into essence. What essence? Please let           this moment take hold          of eternity as silence holds my hand with your          cold fingers and flowers          wave their petals in their          own dream. Please track me          back to my origin to confirm. What origin? I          say, Forget me, but you          float into non-existence,           an astronaut lost in orbit, defying                memory and still          remembering.