Dust and Ashes

 

 

 

Blown away

bit by painful

bit

Overt

Ounce by

ounce

Fretting

Fiber by

fiber

Insatiable incubus...

Inch by

inch

 

On foot

In the woods

deep

From myself no secrets

can I keep

Blown away in the wind

wicked and wild ....

or whispering

my self

to

me

 

She shifts as I too

shift

From dreamy to

desperate

Glee to

guile

As I trek the

rooted mangled

miles

Of fallen leaves and

rising hopes

The noose around my neck

gone

The rancid rope
held

So tightly

around

my vibrating voice

 

It is free now, open

and I am.....

blown away

 

I found ME in the center

of the circular

labyrinth

And burned the old one

I was

As I left her in a heap

of ash and delicate

dust

At the mouth of the

wooded trail

Leaving strong, though

somewhat

frail

 

Sister wind will capture the ashes

and the dust

Mingled with those of

my trail mate

By now, the mighty maiden

wind has blown away

the ashes and the dust

Of the

trek on the trails

of the

two of us