dust

old fragments

dust

in the cracks

on your bedroom floor

 

sweep away

            your odour

                        your thoughts

                                    your body

 

become featherweight

 

look upstream, you said…

see the future?

 

quench your thirst

with the water

                        in your cupped palms

 

enjoy the freshness

before it…

and the river bed stones

                                    crumble

into

dust