Thursday, May 24, 2012

Botswana

Speckly sky
empty horizons
'crack' dry heat
hollow plains
sun versus moon
Such a vast, lonely room
as loving as a dog
going nowhere.
Close-eyed safety
I'm a piece of this place
tanning in the moon's eyes
Of an intoxicated distance
spanning the depth of my thirsty soul
creatures of the sun.

[spontaneous poem by Maxine, Chanelle and Sarah-Claire]

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If we question our questions, our answer's half found.