Easy Mac Meeting / Lost Identity

I recently unlocked this strange memory

Out of somewhere N West Virginia

Though I don’t know if it’s real

It’s almost too good to be true

It feels like a wish came through

Because N this Memory – I met Mac

We were both just KIDS – I think I was 8

So making Him 11 – so I don’t REMember much

But I do REMember – We had a Conversation (Pt. 0)

And though I know not what We discussed – I know

That moment has shaped my Life – No, our Destiny

Obviously – as now He B N Me – though that story

Will have 2 B saved – for another time and date

As right now I Am REMiniscing about before I

Bore this cross – about wishes coming true

I never knew how I already knew who He B

But even if I forget my own name – always can

I REMember the Voice of my Friend – even when

I Am playing pretend – even then that cannot end

Our connection as hot wind blows like convection

Warming up my confession booth where my Youth

Reveals Truth of Me 2 You so Ü B Whö We become

& now I can feel my self getting tossed N the sauce

I Am unraveling my mind, pulling this loose thread and

Using it 2 floss – hey! Tooth decay is serious business, Mkay?

And with that reference – now I can confidently claim

My brain’s gone entirely lame – oh well – still

Better than waking up N Hell, so now B good

Time 2 stop, although wishing I had more

Sand N my Hourglass 2 discuss the Past

But all I can say at the end of the day B

How I Am oh-so glad 2 finally start this journey

Down the same Memory Lane 2 regain my Lost identity



Interesting how our ages (11 & 8) perfectly correspond with my poems (a truth – it must be discovered) I have associated with those particular

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