The Thirst Unquenched
The cuff
of the shirt sleeve
crusted beyond dignity
and the gods left
another link
for me
a break, in desert heat
metal on metal
There upon the old geolwe
That water pressure keeper
for EMT capped
the Sun, yellowed
and now faded
into dark,
a step away
from Emergency
Slow, that broken-thought
was the message
stumbled on,
not for naught...
'Open' with an arrow
turning in,
That was the Word...
permanently Embossed
2024 MAR 27
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