The memory people left
Perception altogether,
The opposite direction
From dementia. Memory
People searched deep and deeper,
Like recovery divers
In an immense glacial lake
Visiting drowned towns and wrecks
Until the only light left
Came from their brilliant headlamps,
And their oxygen tanks turned
Into gills, and they forgot
There ever was a surface,
Down among their memories.
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