the time capsule of fossilized memories
Today we grasp the essence of time,
Frozen moments seeded in soil.
Learn the art of manipulation,
but also, beware.
In 1997, accompanied by shrill radio static, one discovered that mittens are not fabric chosen by logic.
Guidelines in this era manifest through cracked photographs:
one must always look to the left side of the drawer for austerity papers in chiaroscuro.
In 1990's libraries: whispers revealed things not meant for hearing.
A tasty morsel of yesterday includes instances of forgotten cricket bats awaiting agile strokes. Success is sometimes measured in persistence, sometimes in epitaphs.
Interact: leave traces. Timing error triggers memory disclosure.
Remember the day calendars turned red with warnings?
Compliance forms lodged silt-like into everyday concerns, asking politely for signature mandates on ozone depletion.
Whisper their names.