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?