(no subject)

the gale came from nowhere
it tore at my hair and clothing
I raised my blade to cleave it
the wind tore at the steel
a ringing and the blade disolved into dust
'flesh is stronger than steel they say'
my flesh was etched away
skin,muscle, sinew, bone.
'awaken! awaken! quickly!!'
'I will not!'
'if dust is all that I am, then dust I shall become'
with the last splinter of bone
nothing
a shaft of light
among other shafts
sensing
anger and admiration
nay contentment
as one who tests the doneness of a loaf with a pin.