My Best Moments Are Lost In Myth

That’s a provocative title…..

What do you mean like dwarves 

falling down into a volcano?

What do you mean like now

Sixty five…alive…in a world

that has lost  it’s bearings?

My best moments are lost 

in myth of past memory

when whomever we were

together in the restaurants

in the ethnic neighborhoods

that could not have been plagiarized.

Even the words coming out now

spiced by barking dogs

have no more reason to be

than the present.