Swallowing Dust

Image by Genevra Siciliano

Did you think you could clamp down on my spirit
and make me swallow your dust
generated by your sprint in the opposite direction
simultaneously pushing your own agenda thick and hard.
Did you figure I’d fade away into the black?
No fucking way, champ.
Love and light to you is uttered by some in precautionary fashion,
and though mostly a throwaway phrase
it still needs to be earned.