The worst is not the rest
for you have crossed
the nave of the desert
and plied the winter solstice.

You continue to find granules
of cold sand
at the bottom of your bedsheets
for many weeks.

One grain hurts so much
between you
and the hardwood floor,
for how small it is.

You sweep and collect
the dust, mostly.
Some fills the cracks,
and becomes very old.