The vast west creates winds
Whirling me towards its wanderlust
I appear on the desert, it was longing to happen eventually
The heat beats down,
I hear no sound
All is nothing here
To survive, one must make the right choices of need
To succeed, one must be a white man dressed in greed
I've been walking for 31 days,
And I still haven't found what I was looking for
Though I didn't know what I was looking for
Yet the hunger grew stronger
And I knew sooner than later
It will be willing to eat me
To survive
Every entity for its own
At dusk I felt a peculiar breeze
It was energizing
I followed the breeze
It lead me to a man with a cigarette
I heard rumors of a deadly smoke around these dooms
But knew it was only a tale
People don't like to hear themselves
They only like attention
"Follow me" he said
Caught frozen in the sinking sand,
I was trying to figure it out
But I couldn't
I wasn't left with much information
And I had no direction before
Other than the breeze that just left me
Too far
Like a pattern
The man was gone too
However, his cigarette smoke was dancing in front of me
Luring me in to his path
My feet sunk deeper into the sand
As each step closer to the man
"I will be there soon" I thought
However I didn't know where I was going
Nor how far it was
My pulsating heart rushed me along
With sweat dripping down almost drowning me
"How curious, the sand doesn't feel like sand at all"
It was warmhearted, hugging me, and slightly needy
Rising up my legs with every step I took
The quicker I ran,
The quicker it rose
"I must catch this man"
Were the only words I could cry to a point
Where it was the one thing dragging me on
The smoke was still swirling along
Laughing
If only I knew how far ahead of me he was
The sand had no mercy
Nor patience
My attempt of a sprint earlier slowed me down
However, the soft sand's speed only grew, never fell
As you can guess, it swallowed me
And if you haven't guess that yet,

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