Dust In The Wind

I stood at the center of my universe

Grounded in thought

The wind holding me hostage

To the sweetest surrender

Like a bird held solitary to the brute force of the wind

Loneliness cramped me from ribs to vertebrae

Yet solitude leaked through every tributary

Filling empty spaces like an edema

I was clutching a moment that only an old man could feel

Lost to a long geriatric hibernation

Where age leaked from my vessel

And all that the soul could do was to sink

And hope that fate will be kinder – that this day will fade and disappear

And so will my bare sensation of breathing in and letting go

Waiting to be forgotten in time

Gliding away like the dust in the wind


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