Tuesday, April 13, 2010

everything has a timely death in the dessert

everything is soaking in the dewey mist
except for you, like a drying tumbleweed
this moisture only keeps you rooted longer
and you are all too ready to carry out
your timely journey to death
picked up in the wind severing your last root
tossed about the country dessert road way
until you find the grooves of the grill
on an old ford pick up to fold yourself into

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