Reverie
Memories
Threaten
To
Carry
Me
Back
Where
I don’t
Want
To
Be,
In
A
Landscape
Well
Forgot.
Or
Not.
If
I look
Up
From
My
Book
And
See
The
Past,
It
Doesn’t
Last,
And
I’m
Just
Me,
Caught
In
Another
Century.
I read
On,
Knowing
Old
Times,
Their
Gains
And
Losses,
Are
Gone.