14 July, 2010

Shanty Scavenger

Erase the veins
Of naught.

Sand is everywhere.

I can't see
Thy face
Anymore.

Where was the
Baffled one?

I went to
See the main stage.

Here is the book.

We went to find
The crack in time
That led to the
Turning of
Its pages.

I want to smell
Something else.

Thou hath no veins.

Thou art naught.

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