Dust dreamed the dark. Dark drew the dust. From dust we rose, from rust and roar. Grain by grain, we shaped the sky. Stone to steel, seed to city. We burned the bone of earth. We mined our mother. Dust fed hands. Hands fed hunger. Wheel on wheel. Want on want. The grain grew sharp. The sand slipped in. Grit in gears. Gears in skin. We worked the world. The world worked us. Flesh to function. Breath to burden. Dust ate name. Dust ate face. Clock cracked bone. Fire found air. What we built broke us back. What we took took us too. Dust remembers. Dust remains. Ash to ash. Us to us. The world returns to what it was. Dust. Only dust.
