Out

tasks repeated again again
as grains of sand
blister my thoughts with time lost

skull bone my lone frail wall
I wear make up to thicken it
say I'm quiet but I won't
open my mouth
let the desert in
smiling at those who leave
no traces

shoulders tensed
against the shift
of minds endless as sand dunes
in shadowless glare
no room for daylight or doubt
temptation must be clear
the devil would've brought Jesus here

now out, not selling
free

windows stretch
as my soul learns to see

I soak up the dewy dusk
through the welcome familiar
leaf brushing hush
find my own pace, peace
the trees' dark flues
soar round me
draw my life's spark up
to the arching sky