Lunar waves pull you east.

The silver spells scratch up your insides

melting you into one piece.

Your long hair tangles around your sweating neck.

Your arm dangling, sometimes making short flights

appealing to meet you through the heat.

Speeding for the breeze, you only stay cool by sipping on trees.

The haze of a humid night makes you dream...

Where will this (drive? road? trip?) end?

Your heart sheds and sheds.

Your mind swirls, your teeth breathe, your lips bend.

You sink in the peace.

Belonging to no one.