Tuesday, September 4, 2018

Dust and Molasses

Hard and bitter
is the truth
There's no
juice left
to moisten
my bones
I've just
left them
to splinter
My feet
have begun
to drip
with dust
and molasses
The path's
become unlit
and smoky
The stars 
have fallen
from their place
in the night
And all
that was left
to see
in the world
has gone dim



-February 2016

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