There it is!
Reach for it! Run!
No luck.
That elusive image, just out of reach,
So taunting.
It jeers and laughs, throwing an insult or two down at you.
You look up to see that now it's changed shape & color.
Ah, yes! You recognize that one!
But... where did it come from?
When did that happen?
You can't remember.
If only you could grasp that shimmering, dancing piece of mind.
If only you could hold that mutating, escaping Memory.
