Summer Dry Land

Dead seedweeds under my feet
cut deep into my skin

They blanket the sand like the carcasses
in the scorching Sahara

Pain is not the sensation
nor hot

The ambiguity put me in a head spin

Tumbling thoughts fall on the summer dry land

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Author: Cassa Bassa

🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊

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