A Promise Forgotten Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Are you the hero of your own
dime novel

Are you the toy at the bottom
of the cracker jacks box

Are you the name on the wall
of the public bathroom

Are you the saline solution
they use to detox

Are you that groove in the record
that repeats over again

Are you a promise forgotten
carried off by a friend

Are you a serial spectator
whose ticket's not punched

Are you a banquet disaster
in search of your lunch

Is your mirrored reflection
left empty and cold

Is the one option left you
—forlorn but foretold

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August,2018)