unwritable compact disc

the cd spins one way then the other it seems nothing recorded after all. im a vessel for my own conjectures it was like that give or take the hazes empty me of meaning. everything behind me collapses with every step and fades into nothing but scraps of archeological evidence for an older me  i forget forget forget old messages i dont know the meaning of a "do you remember when" and whatever comes next tugs at my conscience . fading pasts intangible futures a spinning present.remember a few songs for me that i know ill forget tomorrow./