Dust Cloud

When we round the bend in the unsealed road,
we spot a four-wheel drive truck approaching,
so we scramble to rotate the hand cranks
on the manual windows before the red dust
trailing behind the truck converges on us.
We can only wait in the warm, stale air
of the interior until the scenery clears
with the suddenness of camera snapping
into focus before it takes a perfect picture.
Then we reach for the hand cranks again
to let the fresh air flow back into the car
and onto our faces until another truck
passes us further up the beaten dirt track.