The Idea-smithy

Did you ever hear the call of memory
that screeching wail of nostalgia
like tires on tar
and you couldn’t help looking back,
wondering if anybody died
and realising it wasn’t you?
Did you turn back to proceed
and gape at the unfamiliarity of now
the past and its accidents seem so much real
and feel yourself lose footing on the road of reality
while [...]