Scattered.....God Knows Where.
Scattered.......God Knows where.
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Time is a vacuum
it sucks only in one direction
all of those we once knew
disappear from our lives,
as the years are whisked away.
Kids I grew up with
never saw them again
sure Vietnam got a few
others just moved away like me.
But I grew up in the projects
there were thirty-five kids per block
times 50 blocks of
Veterans Housing projects.
A gift to our soldier daddies
they were rather ratty by the time
my dad got his piece of the cheap
but the kids.... where did they go??
Oh, I know Sharon died of a drug overdose,
and Dani's been married twice and divorced
but the bulk of the gang I hung with
has been severed and swallowed by time.
Then there are the old girlfriends
I feel like some triangle
in Bermuda shorts
less two lovers
I have wandered many vast places
and never ever run into
an old girlfriend,
what a joy it would be to do so,
I am a romantic,
they all still mean so much to me,
they helped guide me to what I am today
but all I have is some old Polaroids
and a handful of memories
and letters from each one.
all tucked away lest
they too get sucked away
like the girls that they portray.
I have whole lists of people
who disappeared forever,
Guys I knew in the corps,
Guys I played in bands with,
people I worked and sweated with,
even the kids I taught,
Is there a concentration camp somewhere
that holds them all
where they concentrate on everything
but ever bumping into me again.
I Love that song about meeting
my old lover in a grocery store
the snow was falling New Years eve,
but I only bump into old ladies with
obsessive compulsions to find
the right amount of pennies
in a change purse while
I'm behind them in line
with a six pack getting warm.
I suppose we all
lose friends eventually
people go their separate ways
and never return,
but I've got enough missing folks
to cover milk cartons for
the next twenty Years!
Perhaps I will disappear next
and then find out where they went.
If I do, and I can get access
to a computer I'll send you all a hub
and let you know where I'm at,
I'll even be happy to look up
some of your old lost friends,
just send me their names when I get there.
In the meantime which
really is some mean time
because so many I cherished are gone
I'll simply write this poem
and post it here in hopes
one of my old loves or friends
will stumble on it and comment
and tell me where the hell they are at.
So I guess this is a classified
kind of a lonely hearts club ad,
but I'd prefer to call it a poem,
that way I don't have to think about
all of the people I've had to leave out
of it while I was writing.
Am I alone with this dilemma?
is there anybody out there
who is going through the same
kind of an absense??
Well, enough of that
I'm off to write another poem,
this one's about to fade
into a long list of things
but I know where it's going
and I can always come back and visit.
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