Desert Gems // White Veins
The desert is quiet, the heat moves on the sand in a choreographed dance and with a grace I wish I had - to make you see what I believe to be true and real.
The sand goes on forever, I’m alone under this sun. The moon brings me comfort when I lay down to rest. And the wind washes over me, please, make me clean and bring me out of this.
I wear sweat around my neck like fine jewels to be desired and I know that you may want them but they’re too heavy to remove. They’re like my crown when I wear them and I need them to be found.
I saw a well in the sand and fell in while raising the bucket. Now I’m treading too far from the surface and can’t stop drinking the water.
hey we have an acoustic show tomorrow 1/17 in salem hi
hiii
