Poem-Dust

Some poems would not be written at all. They are dust. They would be deposited layer by layer On selves, on books, on cordless tambourine On one-ear rejected horse doll, On useless canvass, on old photograph On the floor of a locked house. They would be deposited On the leaves of trees, on thatches On the glasses of break-down cars. Sweeping can't restrain from deposition. Raining can't restrain from deposition. Non-written poem-dust would be deposited layer by layer, bit by bit. Sometimes Every sky would be Overcast with the dust of poems.