Memories

Pictures of people you could never meet,
Photographs: didn't recognise that street,
There used to be a field running along it

I hear sounds made in some studio many years ago,
None of those who made them make a sound anymore

They remember him now,
They show a film made of him when he was young,
when his talent promised many things,
but other things got in the way.
He died the other day

He had his moment, then he lost it
Only he knew how much it cost him

Moments frozen, preserved,
Ghosts coming back to haunt,
Electronic memories,
Patterns form reminders,
when nothing else remains

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