Trotting in the heat
this endless sun is unmerciful
sweat like rain
dripping in my eyes
still I walk out there
and 'there' is always shifting
looking out for the horizon
my feet are hurting
my back is hurting
if someone looks at me sideways again
he's going to be hurting
this isn't a dream
that I plan to wake up from
this isn't a nightmare
close my eyes it won't go away
it's the smell that reminds me
of how far I have gone
it's the vista that haunts me
of how much I don't belong
but I'm still here
in a place that doesn't want me
I've become my own warden.

05/08/2012