I Walk
I walk
Empty faces
frozen in place
Dead eyes
follow me in my path
Their skin
sprinkle into the wind
like the petals
of an apple blossom
They scream
their muted protest
Their naked hatred
towards us
who still wander
I walk
I leave them behind me
A city filled with
breathing hollows
A warm lick
of desert wind
dresses me
with silky dust
I bow my head
in front of
its gentle roughness
There is solace
in the pain
it carries
I walk
The footsteps dissolve
into the sea of drought
The thought comforts me
I was never here
I push against
the relentless faith
refusing to accept
what is destined
The determination
to take one more step
is all I have
I watch one boot
rush in front of
the other
I walk
because there is
nothing else
left
