Lovely Dust

Some people mill life
seeping joy
sucking away other’s pain
sharing burdens lightly,
beautiful in their space.

And then there’s mud.
Loveliness incapable,
Red and white ringed ego circles

siphoning down in sickly gulps feet first

lovely dust.

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