A Break

The body sits, watched
by birds. Some rest found
in the dark palm
of shade. He imagines
the desert
pushed underneath
the largest ocean
which is guiding him,
slowly like the air,
toward an end.

But desert returns
and the dirt is dry within
his hand. 

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