Honest Chaos

Friend from Childhood's Last Days Would I recognize youall these years laterfriend from childhood's last days?From bottomless time playing Atariand banana seat bicycles riding over cracked sidewalkslate into summer nights?How have you aged, with adad-bod belly and a receding hairline?or are you just divorce-worn,living aloneexcept every other weekend?What have you become, what with your skills at Space Invadersand your facility with the Rubic's Cube?If you saw me,would you know me?Would we pull out two Huffy's from behind the shed of memoryand pedal off together once moreby the blue glow glory of the street lamps?