Dust

I thought I could leave you
and leave me behind
Voices
feeding hungry words
and howling like shadows.
Murmur
a name that was not heard
for a long time
dusk in the making
of a future wind.
Stars
follow the dust
into the caves of my self
where I thought I could leave you
and leave me
behind.

DMW

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