random thoughts: as dust lie asleep on my heart

as the dust settled to the ground
it is cleansed by a swish of moist.
alas it seems ineluctable that it shall return
to its rightful place
and it is with out much ado that it does.
such is its willfulness;
such is the woe of the settling dust.
will you leave me to my vacuity
leave me to search my heart
and let the wind carry away the dust.


all together now... ORD LOH !

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