In print, a nameless innocence. Eyes impressioned against the wall. Read about how the clouds pulled you from us. Read you'd had a dream: a great wave taking you in, how I've dreamt the same. I think we'll meet the same fate, I haven't learned to swim. The machine, loss and reproduction. Strands of twisted string. No use saving much of anything. They'll forget you, as the sea did her. They'll forget you, nothing stays remembered. Nothing stays remembered. Nothing stays.