5 thoughts on “Dusties

  1. Out of luck.
    Dumping stray ash.
    Out of luck, searching with tired eyes for that vibrant memory, feeling, their face or was it yours?
    When you were young and the sunburn didn’t scorch us so to the bone.
    Back when, time.
    What was time?
    It was back when time wasn’t an idea, or controlling our minds.

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