Parched shadows

Wandering without direction

Bony, feeble fingers caressing stones

Searching for sustenance

A dusty promise

 

Water pools

Draining in sunlight

Heavy stones, earth lying still

Saturating with need

A bleaching pale

 

Dark stains

Spidering in all directions

Streaming paths disappearing into cracks

Evaporating into nothingness

A chalky want

 

Elusive desire

Supple fruit no more

The search for sustenance wanes

Into inevitable demise

A myth of necessity