brittle powder

here, and now

crumble yourself

into willowy powder.

a brittle, few pieces

will selectively, fall

into the ample, arms

of another –

one you do not know,

but recognise with fondness.

familiarity breeds,

neglect.

and then, there is straying

wandering; lingering

lustful wishing,

such, superficial adoration

for paths,

you bruise yourself,

as walk through

them.

 

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