I am molded dirt and clumped rocks
Dust particles replenish me, swirling inside
Jaded men and sinful souls.
React at my every move.
Blades fly through me
I cannot feel.
Fear, anxiety and anticipation
   permeates the air.
Glowing orbs float somewhere
   in the distance.
I disperse and form again.
Slipping through dark
   alley and countless shadows.
I am one with the night
   I am ethereal.