Slippage
Vibrant dreams of distant past
Shades of memory, thought lost
Compulsion driving my return
Joy and trepidation
A sense of urgency to this call
But something
Is
Not Right
What has happened
To this once vibrant place
Poor, but thriving
Now abandoned, rotting
Unsafe
Unease, as I gaze upon it
My childhood home
Is Wrong
Why show me this
This slippage
Is there something I can do
Is there something I must do
Is there anything I can do?