Tenement

A small space to portray, express, and repurpose.

is, dust

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Heavy, in the ground hums the empty clangs —
“…dust, is dust, is dust, is dust, is dust, is …” —
Until the ragged town is swept away —
Until the dust devils come back no more —
Until the ghosts can’t find a place to haunt —
Until the dust settles back into stone —
Until the doldrums lose their tune.

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