The Absence of Wavelength

Since Linear…Each New Year…Set Aside

My brain severed by song-splitting-memory,
ignorance since simple college subjects studied.
Cable strung decades long, spool backward
through jump-cut-frames puzzled without completion.

Would this be the year, just as 2025 haunts
a hopeless dreamer unborn, wondering
how many more seasons to skip, skitter,
jump through, arrive nowhere by each year’s end —
as yet clueless — misguided, but wanting to believe
one dream could still exist.

Wipe a slate clean. It doesn’t wash away
since linear went digital. Setting this year
aside.


1.3.25
With malfunction, how did I get here? This far?? But, different…

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