lundi 15 mars 2010

FROM DUST TO DUST

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

If I were the dust
I would rise up suddenly
Weave myself into a vile snowball
And defying all the forces of gravity
Spin violently backwards and sweep you off your feet.
All in one giant swoop.
That`s what I`d do.

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