a darkness fell upon the room;
the sound of crickets all around —
the sweat that poured into his eyes
he wiped away, amid the gloom
he heard the distant rumble small
of trucks upon the highway near;
and checked the time – again, again –
to see if it had moved at all
for once there was a pyramid
of cans and bottles on a shelf;
for once there was another man,
a different guy, another self
who looked a lot like younger me;
but that could not have been, somehow —
for i had nothing, nothing then:
and i have all the answers
now
To share is human:
Where did you go?
I’m still around….
just the vagaries of the internet and my tired old computer i guess, but i lost you (or felt lost) for two days.