If Only (Poem)

to awaken from this dream

into bare rooms and vacant walls

with every step the floorboards crumble

falling away into ash and dust

light streams in from the morning sun

as the roofing joins the cumulus array

even this body discards form

skin and flesh slough off for varmint food

bones fragment to pebbles in the dirt

ragged filaments of dreams and desires

left for claim by spiders and beetles

finally self itself drifts apart

like the parachute wisps of dandelion seeds

perhaps of use by birds for a nest

happiness indeed

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