Another youthful plan gets dragged ashore.
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One more angel fails her pregnancy test.
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Diploma dangles amid grade school photos.
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Yearbook autographs are my only connection.
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The disappearing ink signatures are like fossils now.
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I've driven stories into the ground.
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Lost track of faces I swore I'd always remember.
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Childhood left without a sound.
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I stare at old drawings and things I've written down
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and I think the disappearing ink sketches must be from another world.
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9 years ago I felt like I'd be young forever.
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Now phantom former loves have apartments with no address.
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This shapeless poem throws new shadows
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as it stretches farther across my lined paper life.
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Another color fades from memory.
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One more dream gets tangled and threatens to drown.
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Kisses sparkle between cloudy weekdays we waste for a rent check.
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It's checkmate for most kids. We play by the rules but it's
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someone else's game. How I miss the secret sounds. A fluttering eyelash or a
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dance floor collision.
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Childhood left without a sound.
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Our eyes were stuck on angels as the plane went down in the distance.
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The search and rescue future still has much to figure out.
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If I knew then what I know now, I'd know this thought is over.
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Why waste time on time machines?
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They don't exist or make you younger.
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5 Year Reunion
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