Barren Determination
I wage war against the dunes
Like cacti with legs in search of a mirage,
Drinking the destitute waste of the sun's wrath
As if it were my last chance at salvation.
Each sinking step into glassy granules
Absorbs the pain of tiny particles
Each doing their part to scrape away dead skin
Caked on bare mistreated feet.
All is sacrificed when searching for love.
Copyright © 2010 Natasha Guy
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