Saturday, January 1, 2011

Keep It

Keep the faith, Child

All in all keep the faith


You'll see the struggle in your own bare bones

thirsting in the desert of your chest

dry sandy blood

gritting and teething its way through your veins

Child, keep the faith


When you can feel the hot water wanting to cleanse you---

WAIT.


Its not good water, Son.

Its not.

Its empty and keeps you coming back for more

Son, look closer at the water being offered


I dont care how cracked your lips

How dusty your tongue

or the salt stick of your skin

I dont care,

Look closer at the water child.

It will not save you.

That water, she is dangerous

She is offering to quench you

but not take the desert out of you


She is a fucking wavy mirage image, Son.

watch the heat rise off her bare shoulders

and full lips

Boy, those lips are wet, but not full of grace


Child, keep the faith in the desert inside you

It burns and scorches,

chars the walls of your heart

but Child, only you can turn that into something better


Not the water. Not her.

Careful Child.

Keep the faith


The sand between your toes will stay

and the grind of dirt in your teeth may be forever

But its better than thirst her water will inflict.


Keep the Faith, Boy.

Your desert is long and scarring.

Keep the faith as you walk

I dont care how burnt your feet

how red your face.

How dry the throat.

Keep the Faith.

Ill be there for you.

At a distance.


But dont drink the water, Boy.

Dont drink the water.

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