Sand

a torrent misma of sand raised up
hands of light piercing through it
the strange mystical veil of darkness

seeking an eye through one of those light wounds
hiding away
digger, cover myself
a sand mystery blotting out
everything I've ever done

a shooting glimpse of the outside
passing over the pouring particles
can only be watched

dug down
under my blanket
keeping in out and out in
real life passes by, behind
this sand charade of haze

Water

Running
Flowing
Life is flowing through me
Grabbing it, like holding a lightning bolt
It melts through my hands
I can't take back that lost essence
Of me
My life, is flowing away