Sweet and Sour

Dripping down your throat,
nostalgia--
so sweet, so sour.
The pleasant memories
serenading your senses
until the motorcycle
jumps the fence,
breaking whatever semblance
of peace and harmony
your heart harbored before.
The stories we could write
if reality was fiction--
the friendships we had--
the enemies we've made--
we daydream our lives
back into order--
a facade that brings us
a wisp of comfort
until the reality breaks into
our dream of disillusion--
the bitterness, the love,
the agony, the ecstasy,
the deceit, the reality--
all wound up into one
tight ball of reminiscence.