vanish

what if

all i am

is the constitution

and construction

of your memories

and all I will ever be

is being shaped

day by day by day

out of your

imagination?

i live

in a constant state

of terror

and bliss

knowing that if

you

should ever choose

to forget me,

i will disappear

into the ash

of the memories you burned

and the clay of my soul

you shape with your creativity

will melt back

and separate

into water and earth

once again.

please

do not let

me

vanish.

tyler knott gregson

source: koto bolofo, voque germany, via +