Irritation

 

 

Kest looked about.
He wondered.
Stone and sand.
Stones and sand.
Grime creeped about the rubber soles of his boots.
Verdant green-brown dead grime
Sticking to the soles of his boots.
Kest twitched.
His lips twitched
As he stared down at the grime.
Puddles.
Puddles of muddy water.
Kest splashed.
Splashed the grime away.
Sand stuck to the soles of his rubber boots.
Fine pale sand like powder.
Kest twitched.


© Tyler M Deal. All Rights Reserved.

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