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the last sunset

chemical burn
Saturday, June 30, 2007

I run down the sand dunes and feel the heat rising from every grain, like the breath of Beelzebub himself chasing after my every step. The clouds circle above me like vultures above prey as I grab the back of my loose shirt and slice my fingers deep into them as I pull forward, ripping and shredding. Heat emerges from me, hotter than the knives that puncture my feet.

Then I feel the acid flowing. It burns. Caustic lie.

Now, I walk.

smiled at the sun again @ 12:49 AM,




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