HumanMarch 25, 2013
Empty fills the face of sand.
Dry is a hump between its knees.
Hunchbacked over broken rocks,
a weight that flattens the shoulder.
Forgotten lingers in the crevices of its smiles
as days of hunger have weathered by.
Preserved in saltpeter and banished by shade,
a leathered façade has grown over green.
It splits and cracks under the burden of laugh,
and underneath festers the everlasting mud.
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