His Disappearance

One morning, he packed early
A baseball cap, a glove
Two lines on the kitchen table
Not even breakfast.
Left.
At Fort Knox, by twelve hundred,
Reporting to duty.
A big disappearance act!
Now it has all come to that.

He loved all the bands and the Punk
And dancing he loved,
Classes and homework
Little less
But Mr. Johnson in math said
He’d send the best letter yet
To UMD
But he loved,
Just loved
To play
Digital Heroes vs. Heroes
In the Field.
Now it has all come down to that.

Sometimes we used to fight
Yes, you could say a good kid
The few smiles left
On the pictures we hanged
They could not tell,
His pale friends
They wouldn’t tell
Anything else
But now somehow,
It still has all come down to that.

He has become a hero in the field
Finally making it
His big disappearance.