Malware in my Memories
- Jillian Schwarz
- Apr 24
- 1 min read
It's hard to delete the memories from my brain
But the necessity is prevalent all the same
Type in the keys: Ctrl Alt Del
But the process will never be complete
Files discarded into the bin
Prayed to never be seen again
But perhaps the trash is being reused
Like old milk cartons and papers of news
Like shiny glass bottles with droplets of booze
Like ratty, old clothes and worn, rubber shoes
As the glow of the screen begins to dim
The viral glitches then seem to begin
The jagged colors stretch ‘cross the glass
No amount of reboots can undo the cracks
My mind goes mute, the fans huff and roar
It seems there's too much data to store
Storage is full, the screams of defeat
Delete, delete, I remain on repeat
To the ringing rhythms of our heartbeats
All whilst the wiring proceeds to overheat
Plastic letters burst into flames
A loud reflection to all of your claims
With unmet promises to the burning smiles
Up in smoke with all the files
But the images of you may always exist
So I must resist the intrigue to persist
And while our past is one to be missed
It’s a flaw I insist myself to dismiss
But once my battery finally drains
Will these feelings still remain?
Will the remembrance be sustained?
Can there be joy without the pain?
It all runs through the same vein
On this computer I call my brain.

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