Feeling Yourself Disintegrate

Disintegration

by Carmen H Gray

Whispers, sideway looks, blank stares

Backs turned on me

I recognize the repudiation

When you reach for magnitude

And your brightness expands

Some are blinded

Some are scattered

Some are reduced to small specks

The torrent of stardust 

That trails behind you

The bitter is never without the sweet

Self-exoneration

Permutation

A strange beauty lies in disintegration