No oasis, only arid space reaching out
and sucking in.
Swollen tongue laps miles under
pelting rays magnified.
Fainting tides, petrify in stone eyes,
seeking but never feeling the river
flowing inside.
Tread toward paradise forever lost,
teasing as its mirage drifts ever near.
Drawing you farther away,
from
God.
2-1-2006
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