Some sights are etched in dreams They overlay They underlie, they interweave And you can not return To innocence Some sounds pervade the mind Resound within And loudly echo what’s forgotten And you can not return To peace Some words stay in your brain Best left unsaid Once said can never be withdrawn And you can not return To calm Some thoughts will take you on Beyond what’s taught Beyond what’s heard or seen or known And you can not return To ignorance Some people infiltrate Despite your cool Insidiously seeping into you And you can not return To unthink or to unsee Or to unhear or to unknow And you can not return And unexperience Without unloving and unliving – Without dementia Unlearning