earth for the lack of wonder, wilts again at the thought of thistles
left to graze at dirt
parched
the sense of devotion, kneels to a place eastward
praying for a deity or God
parched
sight of the eagles, seeing with one eye
many blind-spots unrequited
parched
against white skin, doting as if morals
are made by washing off anger
parched
the names of several games, jokes playing
against humans in effort to produce pictures
parched
unreal cities of stone and metal, linger westward
in the direction of the traveling merchants and illnesses
parched,
departures of the swallows, flying in flocks
to warmer lands
parched
our excess of milk and of honey, we exchange
for primal water to wash our heads
parched
the consideration of ownership, you hold
the tanks and we shiver in thirst
parched
begging for a drink at the river bank
for a prayer, we parched for a new baptismal
that relieves us the need for clear waters.
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