all that is left of me

 


all that is
left of me

howls like a straw
dog in a violent
wind storm

leaps from atop
the mountain of
years left behind

understands that
love is like searching
for Atlantis in the
bottom of a goldfish
bowl

knows that the last
exit will soon be
locked

has precious too
little flesh left and
far too many bones

walks in tired, worn
out shoes

has declared bankruptcy
on the past

gathers memories
like raked up autumn
leaves

all that is left of
me

knows that time
is infinite

but I am
not