you see glimpses
shades and angles
of things you might remember, but
you no longer know them
seeds that grew
into different trees
with stranger fruit
those years away
took your children
and gave you these people
in their place
smiles and touches
a kisses an embrace
exaggerate the lives you do not recognise
you try to connect
but each enquiry is diverted
in the mirror you search
but they don't appear
a tree grows in scale
while a butterfly is
a magician's trick
inside a cocoon -
what caused you to spin it
what happened inside ?
my children have disappeared
the line has broken
the change severe
I do not think they are
who they say they are
