Of smoke and sand
saltiness between cement...
While walking on a long dirt road
In forest depths, with trees so tall...
Time is cruel and unforgiving.
It does not stop...
"I gathered nothing," you declare,
Yet gathered my trust, beyond compare...
A limp hand reaches into the void
That wraps around a crumpled form...
Why are they so loud? This is supposed to be...
But as they drag and they dredge, it's deceitful...
Glancing at the clock, flipping pages-
Exam season, zombie gaze...
What can you say about a man of his stature?
I real stand-up fellow, a real dog-catcher...
You aren’t mean to be
wrong and impossible...
We're both so different
Yet both the Same...
I can't remember when I felt peace
Like a thorn trapped under my skin...
Approaching the debris, this was not expected,
A large house beyond was more the right direction...