Mori Momento-- Death of a Momento (Sorry, don't know how to inflect that sunavagun to be all smartalecky)

I'm finding symbolic irony in the grey T-Shirt I put on just before I'm going to go to bed. It's a couple of years old, and the silkscreen has faded so that I can only see traces of the English lettering, but the Chinese characters that formerly adorned it have long since been washed away. Too late for a nod of recognition if I had so chanced to enshroud a portion within the tendril characters of my brain.