Wednesday, November 24, 2004
Damn Dust
It rises and blankets my light
Suffocating,
I turn inwards
Seeking solace in a scarf
Ochre and grey merge in the sky
The chill whips through
Stained by sand...
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I am sick to death of this fucking dust.
Sick of it.
(And literally sick BECAUSE of it-- allergies).
Note to self: Being allergic to dust is reason enough to emigrate.
Suffocating,
I turn inwards
Seeking solace in a scarf
Ochre and grey merge in the sky
The chill whips through
Stained by sand...
---------------------
I am sick to death of this fucking dust.
Sick of it.
(And literally sick BECAUSE of it-- allergies).
Note to self: Being allergic to dust is reason enough to emigrate.
# posted by Amunki @ 9:59 AM 
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Note to self: Being allergic to dust is reason enough to emigrate.
Where would you go?
nasser-e
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Where would you go?
nasser-e
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