when it was more than dust
Corpuscles of dust (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
reach for it
like your life
depends on it
because
it does
well
maybe not your life
you can live
like a sluggard
and still get by
you can congregate
around screens
like little moths
and let the world
pass away
if dust thou art
i suppose
it doesn’t matter
BUT DAMN IT!
i know
the dust can dance
and dream
and love
and remember
moments
when it was more than dust
agnewpickens 
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