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Object Writing: Dirt

Blazing like a tyre

Kicking shrapnel off the ground

Leave the dust unsettled,

A rider's foggy shroud, 

 

Rest upon my mantel,

Oh flecks of gritty brown,

Dripping like a cocktail,

A tattoo on my scalp,

 

Rising into battle,

Screaming to the sky,

Flying little bastards,

Shooting shrapnel in the eye,

 

So let me churn the dirt,

Turn it into dust

Sit in the unsettled

Until I turn to rust

 

Let me rot and fester,

Bleed and spew and cry,

Get it off my chest …

 

 

Well, I'm not sure I really understand what all that means but I was trying to think if a motorbike tyre on a dirt track just kicking up dust and went with that. 

04/11/2023

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