Treasure Island

Unintelligible Susurration


Deserted


Walking in
The deserted town
With owls hooting
Their farewell

I feel like
I am the only person
Left in this place

Houses crumbling
In abandoned fields
With wilted flowers
And stray, hungry cats

The world
Has stopped spinning
Time is frozen in place
Yet I walk on
Only looking forward

They've spared me
To save themselves
And not feel
What it is
To be in a desert

Submitted: Saturday, May 04, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 18, 2013

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