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Dust (rewrite)
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Dust (rewrite) |
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Bladecatcher Junior Member
since 2008-11-25
Posts 15 |
It got everywhere in everything most of it lay on the ground an angry red scab on the earth where nothing cared to grow Clouds of it hung in the air like a musty coffin pall In Oklahoma you breath dirt when the sky rains it rains mud when it doesn’t the wind whips it into your skin turning dust into hungry needles It gets in your eyes you nose your mouth coating your teeth in grit rubbing your throat raw and shrink-wrapping your voice in gravel It gets everywhere |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
You certainly made that clear, I think I must go and have a shower to wash all this dust off ... Remarkable write. Love, Margherita  |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Well done. Reminded me of the soot from massive forest fires, fall out from volcanic ash... The destructiveness we pump into our own atmosphere. A grave and dire look into a future, that we add our own signature to. Thought provoking write. |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
I remember dust storms in New Mexico when I was small and I think this descibes them vividly. Ida |
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