I wonder how everyone I've encountered is doing these days
Did New York **** himself like he threatened?
Did New Jersey Photographer make it big?
Did Assembly Boy find someone else to trade shoes with?
Did Catholic Warrior find faith?
Did Olympian come clean?
Did Shoreline reincarnate?
Did Church graduate?
Did Bowling find love?
Did Lasso discover?
Did Fireman really accomplish it all?
Did Cashew go to Silicone?
I know I sure didn't go anywhere I thought I ever would

I always tumble
Suspended in the air in a never ending tunnel
Down
             Down
                          Down
                                       Forgetting to clamber up the walls
Lost hopelessly til time has ceased
And meaning forgotten

Closeted memories
Rose stained glasses
A grey dismal fragment
Sadness for who once was
Loneliness stapled to the basement floor