Bones and brittle branches
Break with weary footfalls
Sage saps sweet water from the earth
The sun sucks away what remains.
Flies in hectic orbit around me
Like electrons moving faster
Than they ought to move
Look for food among the wrinkles of my clothes
And dried out crevices of dirty skin.
Dust dares the air to dance
They swell up together from the ground
In sweeping spirals they rise
I take them in
They fill my lungs in equal parts.