lulled by the heat
sunlight hypnotized

lethargic mental impasses
the sun grinned with impartiality
the sand beneath me gripped
grit ate at my face

the furnace wind howled
I squinted to look at the mad sun
it snarled
my leathered skin flaked

around me were rolling hills
dunes that piled and shifted
and above an angry glare
the damnable sun

I collapsed hours ago
deflated by suns evil grin
a solitary ant wanderered
indifferent to my plight

it is here I will be found
it is here I will be devoured

10/05/2005

Posted on 10/05/2005
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