Can’t see a thing outside
I was asleep in the lounge
room
Window open wide
Trying to catch a breeze
I was listening to that
storm raging
Thought it was just gusty
wind
My dream was taking me
Wandering: my subconscious
state
Unaware of the devastation!
Everything’s covered by a
layer
Of dirty red dust!
The dishes that were
draining
Are covered with dust that
was raining
Down upon my unsuspecting
mind
Now all is covered; a film
of dirt
Everywhere! Nothing left
unsullied
All is disaster: even my
head
Leaving a clean patch on my
pillow
It’s cloudy inside; nowhere
to hide
I am gritty; dust-covered: defiled!
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