1.22.12

Empty words and
Hollow thoughts-
Chasing dreams not in my head,
Making sense of nonsense where it stands.

Hopelessly, effortlessly
Recounting unmarked truths about
Absurd feelings left behind in
Traces of rain unfelt.

Remaining dirt built up like
Clouds of smoke in a distant fire
The burning sensation to revolve
And resound nothing
As nothing appears.

Recounting an unknown belief
That I am fine
And inside knowing the dust
From where I came is slowing
Unfolding at my very hand.

                                          ….sm