<p>As the dust crawled across the floor<br />
and onto the furniture around him,<br />
he looked more like a musician than<br />
ever before, the rigor mortis <br />
gripping him, stiffening his body<br />
into a catatonic plank, a walkway<br />
for the air around him to ramp off of;</p>
<p>He looked more like a human, than<br />
a savage, at peace in his own home,<br />
as the dust gathered around him, <br />
as the police forced his door in<br />
a mere six months after the onset<br />
of his healing, of his curing<br />
of the ultimate disease.</p>
<p>As they carried him out, I could swear<br />
that he winked at me, as a piece<br />
of dust landed on my jacket and I<br />
walked on to work that day.</p>
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