15.5.18

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.

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