Saturday, 24 August 2013

Tinder

I am standing up to my ears
in tinder dry wheat. 
The wheat scratches.
The heat blazes.

I can see them,
maddening as a mirage,
always, always in the distance.

2 comments:

  1. the madness spreads. who?! what?!

    xo
    erin

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. The beauty of it is, I don't really know.

      Thanks Erin.

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