Search and Destroy?
Tugging a name from memory,
I Google. So many hits,
a global spread, decades apart.
Scanning the list, one can delete
the misspelt and the anachronistic,
the differently sited, located
without; the memory holds, is held.
A tempting to tag, to hit
upon an old friend, long lost.
Long gone to other lives.
Back then, we were thin,
tight skinned and loose of limb.
Now, flaccid, potential gone
to obesity and baldness.
More grey to add texture
to a monochrome life.
Me now, a person in need of support
clinging by fingertips
to the slippery walls of inanity.
A long pause, a staring at the name,
my finger chooses x to close,
best leave undisturbed the ghosts within.
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