When you look on past times
what is it that you see?
when I go back to back then
all I see is empty
No seriously. there is no thing
I recall with continuity
in my foggy effogged up
Forgotten memory
littered busted driftwood
Like Lake Michigan shore
sacrificed on campfire show
woodland gods seen no more
campfire other kids enjoy
Me ever seeing, never seen
never heard till she screams
and is hoarse from crying
scolded for saying
Feeling, needing, being
daring to exist after
her memory was wiped
of good clean memories
leaving only bad left to me
memory of the child erased
Tossed with the Christmas tree
For a kid who's been round the block
I contain so much within
I've been in so many places
and so many places live in me
no evidence I was there
I never seem to stick
no address to call mine
no DNA baked in brick
The OG AI spirit digital
No bricks and mortar me
footprint-less, hands-free life
Incognito window to see
hacked, identity theft victim
Drive wiped but for the virus
poison lives in just me
And in what I have done to us
no picture on the wall
Once but now all gone
Landfill fodder now
It's all gone and done
cataloging others' selves
Reaching out longing arms
Reaching arms touch empty
And then you just give up
never making contact with
those that reach out to me
The perpetual disconnect
Guess it's what I'm supposed to be
beamed up then forgotten
soul failed reintegration
behind two-way mirror trapped
So much for the great generation
a cyborg, an entity not permitted
humanity where the dream
world is more real than
reality.
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