Dark

It begins with a breath,

just a small breath of it down your neck, 

a wisp of it, creeping down past your skin,

swirls of it like smoke,

making way, swathering,

seeping into each crack and crevice

filling everywhere

like a blanket

covering, 

swaddling,

muffling everything, 

a cold warmth emanates,

and it's all you can do to breathe

to live and be smothered alive.

Water, wind and Dust

In a land far-
a few plane rides away-
you see

Eyes that are bleary,
dried yet watery,
strained.

Coarse and unrefined,
everywhere, in the air,
dust or...

you feel the taste of  it
under belly of a beast,
hoisted, pulled as...

small fingers had
 grasped,
      pulled,
         latched-

and you had not-

and you can feel the stirring begin again.