look at me today or tomorrow
and I will be gone,
try to follow and I will lead
you in the wrong direction,
I am one of many who will
stroll by your pleasures
wanting to sample and leave,
stay with me tonight
I will be gone tomorrow
leaving you alone in your grief
and sorrow of it all...
take me down to the river bed
and show me where you
catch your food and how you
cook it over a fire so I can
eat and say goodbye,
I am the river...
I am the dust...
I am the wind that blows
from one side of your smile
to the other, leaving you
old and forsaken...
I am what you need most but
cannot have no matter how
hard you beg or how much
you offer.... I roam from
town to town taking youth
away from its owners...
I will live forever inside you.
August 11, 2023
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