imagine
thirst
folded over
by sand
dust
crackling
jigsaw dirt
riverbed
a giant
sucking sound
the water
like in a
cartoon
a tornado
spiraling
away
rolling
downhill from the
river bed,
dirt crackling
to the edges
cliff coast
falling off
imagine the
water
running
scared
sacred
your insides
shriveling
collapsing
in
scatter like
ash
at the touch
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