thirst

my veins pump molasses my dry heart belongs to the desert sands and i cough i cough up my childhood memories scattering through the air like d s u t i have been parched since birth, since the beginning of this journey that never ends i measure my height in sunspots and in the time it takes to forget where i'm from beached without an ocean dry and cracking like the desert soil, no hope of rain and no sign of life empty and hot and alone my dry heart hides behind my bleached desert bones and i drown in the sand

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