words and walks
this is my tomorrow
here i am blinded by focus
too close to see
sudden moments of sunshine
reach out to say thank you
still unsure what matters
and more i can’t see,
seen myself on the edge
of the faces of this world
and felt this rain drop
on my face mixing with
the river inside
and words and spinning
keep myself walking
yet to see
all that the wind got here
was bits of it,
being blown to dust