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Song of a Scorched Earth
Drawn … . . .
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I hear a voice in the desert
Thrown like an arrow at Dawn
Chasing the Sun like a mad dog
A spectre of all lost and gone
I follow their trails
Like scrying entrails
Bones blown to dust beneath my feet
Flesh long eaten by vermin
Yet still
they are Wanting
Through me
Their whispered prayers a taunt
A haunting
I walk....
with my teeth on my heart strings
Scraped
by a forest of thorns
The blades of the sun on my back when
The change came on through the rift
A Split in horizon
A swarm
In writhing streams
Creatures of venom around me
Gather
with Fang, talon and sting
They gift me the song
of the scorched earth
Kissed
by the fiery wind
[ [ Transformed now I … will be…] ]
I’ll be the voice in the desert
Tracing its edges with song
To bury the sword and bury its sorrows
Peace never comes to those
who mourn
And with the last
flame-tongue of dusk
I’ll burn....
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Till Night devours me
Till Night d e v o u r s me
B. A. C. K.