Monday, January 31, 2011

Sunrise

Sun comes over the mountain's..

The world goes from black to purple to orange to pink to saffron....

The heat hits your face pulling your skin tight........ and the sun hasn't cleared its hiding place yet...

Miles slide by as the heat builds.... Until it hits like the blast from an open furnace door..

The air its self burning.... nearly unbearable.... nearly...

Your mind says people managed to survive.... your body says "liar"...

You drink water the temperature of blood.... and sweat it out as fast as you swallow...

One mistake, one little error, one minor thing.....and its all in all done....

The heat is relentless..... like the breath of some great beast....whos spine you can just see hidden in the mountians.

Waiting like it has since the world was new.....

Its not heat..or cold, rain or monsoon that changes you... that claims you..

Its knowing.... and not being afraid of silence... watching a car approach for an hour.... a plume of dust getting nearer and nearer as you slowly breathe in the heat...

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