30 words for dust is all he left me
Ashes, cinders, earth, powder
After he had sprayed his territory
Pulled out, dusted off and went
Sand on his boots and tracked across
Fragments of our life like grit
Beneath his feet and in-between his toes
Flakes fell all about me
Sooty grimy wisps
A marriage certificate expired
Before its lawful time
Take a walk, yeah you can
But once opened the door
The sand storm does not stop
Put your sleeve to your eyes
Bend you head real low
Taste the dust you leave
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