NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-Eight, Poem Twenty-Eight

Fine

Grind teeth
razoredge.

Suck wind
till gape
whistles dixie.

Fine comb
decobweb
dead grass.

Kick dust
powerded roads
affect stride.

Couldn't be
better be
retcon.

Sidebars
take up
whole page.

Foot drag
secret message
sand trap.

Everything's not
everything.