The architect has come home

so i return
back to the dream world i built years ago
in paper
yellow #2 lead pencil with crayons
pen
hanging upside down in my seat in 4th grade
so the blood would rush to my head
 the stick on pencil erasers i drew faces and played war with
memories of the cityscapes from my mind
see i thought i built it for her
and part of it i did
but we're constantly adding on
growing every day with every moment and idea
the first girl Emily i had a crush on
my huffy bicycle i traded for a porno mag in 3rd grade
that time i got so cold playing in the snow i cummed and had no idea
it's a series of moments linked,stored and forgotten
that green and grey robot future cop action figure with clip on lock in weapons
the way things use to be
if i could just freeze frame the world and be able to replay
like my favorite level of dynasty warriors 3 on ps2
or cutting my brother out of my life
i can sew and string all of these things back together as best i can
but they will never be the same