Dust Blown Into A Carefree Wind
these juices don’t evaporate
but drip into my open wounds
of my said humanity
quenched but never satisfied
worrying about the carefree
is worth more than i may know
course its filtered cause
i am never in the know
im just another foe that
shares these microscopic unknowns
so i will be the dust blown
into a carefree wind
as the unwritten pages
burn within
(2014)
