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)