Memory is

Memory is a schoolyard, a racetrack, a Kandinsky, a UFO sighting, a scarcely-contained thrill, snake eyes and stone eyes and an infinity of eyes, the audience in red, the humming news at six o’clock, what is behind door number three, headlights, night-lights, mirrors and smoke, a forest of exquisite sentences, a prank, skylines I haven’t seen, a hundred thousand songs, a flat circle, films with gunfights, films with dogs, mountains and monuments, boxcars boxcars boxcars, of bars, of beaches, of brain, in fact already gone, a tripwire, a tantrum, an escape plan, a complex equation, this strangeness, frozen in radio, all the trains, a haunted factory, ferries I should ride, a terrible headache, a most beautiful alien, a gimmick, playing cards facedown, wilful confusion, our big reveal, a mountain they died climbing, the inevitable, sometimes no reason, the harbinger of burnout, the bringer of ageing, something we invented, facts not questions, a curse, light that comes from nowhere, retrospect, an ethos, blood-stained, the hinterlands, the moment gone forever.