Constantly: Disconnection

Today I uncovered
Artifacts of my past,
By cleaning out
A box in the closet;

Friends I once had,
But where are they?
Only familiar and unfamiliar names
And addresses now;

This is what I found,
Underneath a box
Of maps and posters,
Memories recovered;

But where are these people?
All has collapsed
And cannot return,
Nothing left but a list,

The contrast between
That and this,
Then and now,
The depth of the difference;

The life I have now
Is unrecognizable by comparison.
I can’t go back,
Not that I’d really want to;

It’s so long ago,
I wouldn’t even know
Where to begin,
Here is where?

It’s difficult to believe
Mind-stretching to conceive,
Thus there’s naught to grieve,
As it was just as much a dream;
The connection has been cut.