river the valleys

they don’t know the words
and follow what follows
they dream and sit
they die…
a sleep that wills away the self righteousness

river the valleys
and fill the basins

but drought arrives
they don’t know the words
and cannot follow
drowning from gasping in nothing

Published by Nuciferas

I write poetry and short stories. View all posts by Nuciferas

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