Analysis of Ego eat my dust.

The victory knee slide
Split my heart like a red butterfly
The delicate dust
Flapped in the wind
Car after car failed to wipe it
From the face of earth
It looked up at God
Blowing raspberries
Eyes bloodshot and cold
Until finally it stuck
Mocking its loss
And considered returning
To heaven
But by then God was gone
He'd given all his love
To save one single soul
Until a poet came along
And showed him
The shelf where someone
 wiped him clean
And carried him
Until he was healed
And stopped crying
Forever.
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