Monday, September 29, 2014

the thirst

the camel
goes long and far
without
a drink.
without so much
as a sip
of water.
trudging
down the slopes
of sand
under the white
sun.
across
the dunes,
down the flat
plains,
patient with his
dry mouth.
knowing
where the well
is, where
the water lies.
our thirsts are
so different.

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