Dust to Dust


Dust to Dust


And I’ll be dust to dust bound

suppressed like a flash of light

quick but not too bright,

a distant memory turned to dreams

a vague recollection drowned

in the noise of your day-

So quick nothing turns to nothing

in a life full of extremes

that never last, never stay-

Particles of mixed sanity

that reality became,

a reality dust to dust bound

when forgotten lips

no longer speak my name-






Youth floats to the tip of the glass

in the foam touching my lips

and I forget what it is,

intoxicated ideas pass

leaving images not yet found

when the line slowly diffuses

between reality and dreams.

oh but everything that seems

to reveal itself refuses

as I grab another glass.