A Promise Forgotten

Are you the hero of your own

 dime novel

 

Are you the toy at the bottom

 of the cracker jacks box

 

Are you the name on the wall

  of the public bathroom

 

Are you the saline solution

 they use to detox

 

Are you that groove in the record

  that repeats over again

 

Are you a promise forgotten

 carried off by a friend

 

Are you a serial spectator

 whose ticket’s not punched

 

Are you a banquet disaster

 in search of your lunch

 

Is your mirrored reflection

 left empty and cold

 

Is the one option left you

 —forlorn but foretold

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2018)