JJ Slow

I am dust. 
I live like bees.
I bite like wasps. 
I love the way you watch me. I crawl the floors. I bleed like lakes. 
I'll tear the hands that touch me. I cannot see you anymore. 
All I see now is water. I feel so old, I look so bad. I think that God forgot me. Don't say a word I'm almost there. I love the way you watch me. I am dust.