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