Mankaure and Khamerernebty

So speakest silence; love
(and lover not). I am
no sound, no viral cry.
Be thou not and I no more
of life than the numbers we once counted.

That by which existence measures northward, escapes;
if not weary as to break some northward walls.

Time not time for minutes' sake,
but the insecurities of our most false
memories.