Oldtimers

Dream becomes logic

memory becomes puzzle

the puzzle becomes the dream

the dream becomes a puzzle

hidden voices in a box

and forgotten words

"there he goes again"

"I thought that, too, once

but I've forgotten" 

"I wish he'd be quiet"

"hush, he's trying to remember"

a bus trip in darkness

a trip repeated, always wrong

past lives possible futures

I can't tell which

fragments floating, alone, together

lower case words

in unseen boxes 

Hollywood squares

darkness, light, darkness light

repeated and forgotten

a troubling feeling

I've thought it before

someone's fault

the damaged conversation 

a foreign heart, anxious and alone

a villain and saint

the same blemished man

interrupted by life

something's wrong