Visions Near Shungo
I saw the heartless and unwanted
combined in one scene:
a plague more so than anything
under the cover of dirt and whatever else
that blows in from the desert.
this so-called normality
remains like a ghastly rash or burn.
underneath it all
life here is still difficult
and breathing as it was before
however much outside effluent that
trickles in/
QED 
This is heartbreakingly beautiful. More people need to read this poem and have it affect them as it did me. I’m going to Tweet it and hopefully send more readers here because this poem is utterly spell-binding.