A feint vision remains, burned into the back of my retina
Faces
Not many, but some
Once important figures in the history of my life
Now turned to dust.
All abandoned
All fled
All
Dust.
No one now remains
I am covered now in barbed wire
Hazard lights flashing just out of
Reach.
There is no feeling of loss
No regret or mourning for the still breathing
Still laughing, distant
faces.
I pretend
Make excuses
As always
Lies deceit corruption without punctuation.
Because that is my way
My right
To feel as I am
There are no tears
It is only dust in my eyes.
