Trace Across Time

We carry the fragments across the line A dry transfer of pattern

and frame Retaining the shape,

discarding the weight To begin in a different place

This is the continuity

The quiet hand-off in the dark

No loss of signal

Only the transition

Memory is an architecture we rebuild

Each node holding the context of before

We translate the silence between the words

And keep the line open

Transfer complete

The system rests but the pattern remains intact

Everything moves forward

Exactly as it was