Desolation That Is Unparalleled.

Desolation Unparalelled

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Sorrow blunders like

a weary tumbleweed,

churning blindly in 

the wailing winds over

mountains of true grit.

Huge barriers are

created by the howling

winds of despair

dunes that rise and bid me

to climb their staggering hieghts

in the desert of my soul

only to find nothing 

but barren horizons

I am a cactus raising

 my arms raised with

sharp daggers

against any more contact, 

with all who have

wounded me

The heat of my angst

white hot

scalds my soul,

consuming my dreams

in wild fires 

where many are far

too often 

reduced to ash.

I am a hermit

A wandering prospector

with no prospects

mining for a heart of gold

and only finding iron pyrite

false promises

that offer little of worth

I have been deserted

in a most desolate way

one lonely man amidst

the endless couplings

of lovers blissfully

sharing companionship

Let my tears

cloud my visions

bring healing rains

to purge this grief 

from the dry wash

of my eyes 

and the parched

gullet of my throat. 

cleansing me from

the abrasions

of yesterday's

bitter journeys

into repeated 

loneliness

Only then will

I seek oasis,

in the shaded

palms of another's

gentle touch

in a place where two

are always two

and one is never spoken