Nostalgia

My hand before God;
I've been waiting for you.
Like Borges before he stretched forth
his octagonal revelation on data

little one of pride
of sweetness
of angelocity

dominant is that which holds it down --

I need to be quickened by good spirits like
"For God's sake,  bring the drink." and
"Steam-powered is my love for you." --

Nostalgia's power to erase the pains of yesteryear

I wish I had it now,
As I travel in this city alone
Where my brethren lie in wait
Everyone I trusted has betrayed me for filthy lucre.