Thirty days spent at the well of recollections.
The water is tainted.
Those shimmering reflections of confusion and regret.
Heat exhaustion.
Unforgiving feelings reacquainted.
No sense of direction
Lost in a desert among the devils.
Published by David W. Jones
David is a writer and blogger who enjoys creating literary expressions about everyday life. He is a published poet and currently doing reviews, creative writing, and storytelling. David's interests include narrating point-of-view scenarios, documenting non-fiction, and writing scripts for film and television.
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Haunting to be sure. Very well done. Made me feel like I was there.
Tim Keen
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