where do memories live?
in all the crevices of your long term memory,
where they’re crammed down,
waiting for a prompt from the temporal world,
to rouse them from the depths,
of the storage banks in your brain,
like worms tunneling towards the rain?
or perhaps fragments,
reside partially in the places they’re conceived,
where they lie latent,
waiting to be ushered back into the,
realm of conscious thoughts by,
the physical presence of one,
in the spaces where mind meets matter.