Dreamtime walkabout

Nameless friend

buys an old house

In need of repair

It stands in your old neighborhood

Together you walk

Strange alleys and spaces

That were always there

But staring into the sun you were unaware

You look in back yards

Hoping, maybe you’ll recognize

A tree or bush

No trees, no gardens, no grass, the fences are all broken

You stand in the street

Stare up and down

At a childhood

That doesn’t remember you and you are lost

11-23-19