Vida Nenadic


Dust - Poem by Vida Nenadic

Dust is everywhere,
the dust of the world.
The dust that
falls on everything.

Do not touch it.
The dust is
on its on way there
to witness about the time.

Still, I am begging you:
Do not allow it
to fall on your brain,
if you can, anyhow.


Vida Nenadic


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 1, 2013


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