FA (July 27,1964 / Quezon City)

Dust Motes Dancing

recollections of who we were

floating against the wall

of nostalgia



dust motes dancing

in the late after noon

golden orange rays

of reminiscence



throwing this room

into darkness and

memories of

half-remembered pains



seemingly emptying our souls

to bare crags of cynicism



littered with

the flotsam and jetsam

of disillusionment

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so very sad.....but surely the dust will clear?