Black Sand Beach

[b.abraham]

I quite like "I stumble as I rust", but I might change "air thicker than dust" to "air as thick as dust" to get some nice repetition going.

I also think the first line of the second stanza might be a bit too long. "Withering into a sidewalk elm" might drive your point across in fewer words.

Really like the imagery, though. I really get that feeling of withering or melting away.