you know how when you are reintroduced to a thing
a thing from your child-days, a grand something, a monolith of that tiny time
and you know how when you see it, it is suddenly
average-sized and painfully plain.
well, this wretched phenomena,
this inevitable happening of that comes with the aching curse of age,
was given a name by the scientific community:
Alice in Wonderland Syndrome (or AiWS for short)
i swear to god that’s the name,
and when i learned that some psychologist chose to identify this as a real something
(and give it a title so playfully curious, at that)
i couldn’t help but giggle at how man’s heart can be so unnecessarily sub lime.