rust to dust or bust me first

 » To the final state of dust.
You’d laugh along with me, my friend,
You’d laugh until you’d bust!
Ha!  » « Words, Words, Words » from « Candide » Léonard Bernstein adaptation du Candide de Voltaire

b.b. she

oli me

like rust

b.b. he

holy she

living dust

slowly ice

ollie painted’in blue

bernie writed loud

~

fire inside

air out

water flowing

dust on earth

little gods on their own clouds

when words are colors

painting is symphony

but golden hearts dont rust

so blow the dust

trust and lust

find their must !