Zinc / words / 1995 / Blow

Have you ever.
felt?
The wind from.
a thirsty. barren.
wasteland.
flow over you?
like a disease that won't
decay.

then notice.
out of 						nowhere.

you're there!			in the wasteland.
looking
	staring at the void.   the dunes of hollow.

wondering what
was once
there.
by then,
it happens?

you notice.
You are the wasteland.
spewing your wicked, decaying, breath.
wind.
on others.
does this stop?

will it end?
the wind is speechless.
as with everyone,
it knows not who
you are.