holding

with the gunshot smack slap crash
my body drifts sideways
into through inside
the brown dirty dust of your past.

wind picks up as my body is held,
suspension.
hair stings my face as wind becomes
hurricane.
clothes whip me furiously, punishing
my flesh, punishing me for existing
within
the brown dirty dust of your past.

the dust thickens, brown shades into black,
all i can see is nothing, all i can feel is everything.

the wind still drives, pushing harder than before,
but my skin now numb from your warmth feels
nothing.

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a body suspended, unable to move in brown dust.
that was the image stuck in my head....

but what does that mean?