Death of a Way of Unliving

And so it begins,

as one of me dies

another takes its place.

As torn limbs and loves

     grow stronger

amidst my own demise.

I wandered through the ruins,

   trying to descry what I had been.

Here and there

  a shaded memory  survives.

I know if I disturb them

       they’ll dissolve.

So I stand,

     facing the winds

         that move the mountains

speck by speck.

And once again

                no path to follow,

I step into hellish night;

     to wander

         through the ruins

             in your life.

I watch you watch me

    watch me die.

    Saw you see

        I see…

            I see…

               I see…



HG – 1995-2000

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