As Ashes Scatter

Pure embrace
of marrow dust
as time toils on
into the dark
and yet some shape
still remains
as longer shadows gather
they wait
lost in groaning dusk
until a wind defines again
this long love
as ashes scatter

~ ~ ~

© W.R.R. 5/13/2011

About W.R.R.

Bipolar & survivor of incest/child sex abuse and adult male rape; bisexual, polyamorist, poet/writer/advocate & married father of four. View all posts by W.R.R.

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