Dust

500 years from now, an archaeologist accidentally stumbles on the ruins of your home, long buried underground. What will she learn about early-21st-century humans by going through (what remains of) your stuff?

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I have way too much stuff,
more than can fit in this little cottage.
Too many books, more than I can ever read –
of stories, there is no shortage

and if someone might one day dig in
should they really be that interested
they’d find nothing but dust where paper had once been
belonging to one so terribly afflicted

for the love of words, and of wondrous tales
if only they’d been passed on and on
for paper, it crumbles into dust and nothing more
just dust, and then it’s gone.

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7 thoughts on “Dust

  1. You might be surprised how paper can last more than 500 years! I have some very fine examples 🙂 Probably it will last longer than the digital media everyone is so fond of now.
    BTW I am floored by the sexy photo of the girl reading in a car with a man’s hand on her thigh. May I inquire where you found it? Or (lucky lass) could it be you?

    1. You’re so right about paper lasting more than 500 years – unless they were stored in my house LOL

      I wish those were my legs and that hand belonged to my man 🙂 But it’s not 😦 The link is from Tumblr though where you find everything you don’t want to find!

  2. I’m afraid the poor students assisting on the dig over my ancient abode would be led to some terrible conclusions. Ancient man was obsessed with coffee making apparatus, primitive writing tools and art obviously drawn with crayons by two generations of children.

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