Cenotaph

 I drift towards the dawn, your cenotaph. 

Where did you remain ?
There, passing among the passersby,
You linger near my habits
Unaware
Far from the enclosed world of
My deaths and rebirths
Where a shadow-thin permanence
A sentinel, welcomes without blinking 
My relentless returns

You remain where I faded
And my departure erased me from 
Your memory.
Discreet, polite,
It folded up my image
And left your mind
Without leaving a trace.

I carry our ruins,
And your eyes weigh heavily 
In my baggage.