Dust Poem by Kevin Patrick

Dust

Rating: 5.0


Uninvited guests draw between
The cavernous fissures of the sheets Materializing without a due notice
Around paperback novels on the shelves

Cobwebs assemble on the drapes
Building audiences between the sills
As silent armies erupt out of focus
Like the remnants of a ghost town

Particles disperse through the air
As thousands of escaping dead tears
Looking to squat for another dry surface
To evade the blows of the vacuum

The mummified snow disappears
As a new aura rises with zeal
My bedroom forgets entropies profit
But I slowly rise into the dust

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Walterrean Salley 05 May 2012

Dust is such a pest. And so invasive. Spend lots of time attending it that it doesn't beseige us.

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