Toskovat
I carry all these memories of You.
I no longer recognize my own memories...
I try to reclaim them.
I try to understand You.
Past, present & future.
You can lie to anyone — but not to yourself.

Today I remembered cycles.
I saw children on their bicycles near cars rushing by. Exhaust blowing on cotton candy. Funny circus, absurd circle. It reminds me of knowing sweetness when I was their age. Strawberry jam and raspberry yoghurt. It was all so good but I couldn’t know it.
Then this metallic screech interrupted it all. The abrupt brake on youth. Hot, torn rubber marked so all could see. Born out of petrol on a back seat. I was all so fast and loud, and the car couldn’t reverse again.
Now I’m parked in a hospital. Hope they have something sweet in store for me.
Ingredients
Bubblegum, Cotton Candy, Strawberry
Metal Screech, Rubber, Gasoline, Rose, Car Seats
Natural Oud, Haitian Vetiver, Cade, Cedarwood
I carry all these memories of You.
I no longer recognize my own memories...
I try to reclaim them.
I try to understand You.
Past, present & future.
You can lie to anyone — but not to yourself.