I
it hisses, turning dessiccation
dust to wet dirt
the water’s meniscus edge conquers
gorges and gaps of pitted paved path
mortar dips between cobblestones
capillary rivulets
generals charging ahead
their advancing lines
rallied for battle
against dry death

II
the sky pours out the ocean
and drowns the bridges that connect us

Encased in a narrow perspective
Surrounded
By blank,
Muddy-caked,
Matted walls
Further down in
The dumps
In the grumps
In the clumps of morass
Drying out like a drought
Turns to gold
The green grass
Shriveling in my withering
Thirsting for purpose
The worthlessness fissures
And cracks at the surface
Unquenchable brain
Drained to barren expanses
Parched lips press their kiss
Upon parchment romances