MidiMike

I ran into a gentleman
Who said he knew me well.
He was a nice looking man
But a stranger. As far as I could tell.

He asked me if I minded
Could he stop for a chat?
Taking the seat next to me
Someone new, I thought. Nothing wrong with that.

Recalling events in great detail
Forgotten, until now.
Still, he told me about buried times
I loved the most. Not sure exactly how.

Legs went numb, and I lost my breath.
He asked me to go for a walk.
For the first time I felt so
Small and afraid. In the mouth of a hawk.

Opened my eyes, eventually.
Safe, warm and snuggled in bed.
Somehow, I could repeat each of his stories
Feel every word he said.

I went back to the same seat
Hoping he would be there.
I’d be willing to listen to anything
If he was willing to share.

Walking towards me, he stopped.
Asked if he could sit down.
The parks are beautiful this time of year
As each of the leaves turned brown.

Again I started to panic
Time was slipping away.
Forgetting all I had learned and remembered
Only since yesterday!

On the floor, underneath my bed
Still trying to open my eyes.
Forget what is important; life becomes a trivia game.
But you won’t want The Prize.