memories.

when i turn it on,
the lighter hisses
like the cat that used to hide in my great aunt's house.

do you know the sound?
do you know the noise?

i wake up, and i remember.

i wake up, and i know the world has changed.
that it is waking up with me

but, when it wakes, will the world remember?

will it remember the sounds it makes
when it is happy
or lost
or lonely?

will it remember the sounds it makes
when it is without me?