You want me to tell a story,
but the story you want told
isn’t mine to tell.
Maybe once upon a time
I could have given voice
to the memories and
the mission of that place we knew
once upon a time.
You will simply have to rely
on your memories.
I have only memories now too.
No desire for more.
I have come to the end of the story
that I might have told once upon a time.
And there is nothing – no one – to tell.
Not about that story anyway.
Just ancient history
from once upon a time.
- With apologies to librarians and historians for you are right:
Certain stories must be told. I hope they are one day.
Meanwhile, I have begun a new story - one that is mine to tell.