Dusty, Dusty, Dust

by Jeffrey Schauermann

Dusty, Dusty, Dust,
     Floating everywhere,
floating in our noses,
     To make itself a lair.

Dusty, Dusty, Dust,
     Landing everyplace,
landing in our kitchen,
     Landing thick as lace.

Dusty, Dusty, Dust,
     Growing every second,
We all get suffocated,
     Until it is reckoned