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
Sep 10, 2014
Sep 10, 2014 at 11:02 AM UTC
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
