A little poetry to close out the year and the decade

....In my own case, for example, the past piles up
Like ruins, like shattered frescoes and friezes where each
Pictorial piece is numbered and catalogued, but no amount
Of jigsaw juxtapositioning restores the original, with
Too much missing, dissolved, irretrievable, whole
Narratives lost in the seams of fracture, though my
Sibling and I never discontinue our search for them,
China-bristling what edges we find. Disappeared,
What melody's more distant than childhood?

...Michael Franks

Poems from the Road

"Dysfunction Junction"