Collect the images of your youth:
What remains distant is the tangibility of moments suspended.
Recall the summer in 1997 when the sun dripped down cherry trees.
Startling synapses fire at the mention of popcorn.
A study by Marsh et. al posits the correlation of scents and vivid memory retrieval.
Have you ever locked eyes with shadows only to see them shift?
Deja vu manifests a spiral of accretions; the artificial intertwined chronicle.
A chimera of chronological disorders:
Schizophrenia neatly orders the chaos whilst constraining it within grim alleys.
What whispers follow the flickering of fluorescent lighting?
Statistics reflect a passage: A very brave unicorn studies time in a strange garden
This becomes a kaleidoscope besieged by imprints of witnesses with the glue of wistfulness.
Linking memories misplaced within moonlight:
their impossibility, untouched and quiet while cascading into the unknown.
A “sunset blurs twilight,” they decree, passing.
Endeavors unserviceable face disruption; reminders scatter of what no longer was.
Can you orchestrate the elegy for misplaced childhood?