Wandering for days not knowing the end
no clue how to get home
I´ve nothing but the dirty white shirt on my back and a blue handkerchief
soaked in sweat
My legs bear under the beating sun. I have to keep walking
Not think what is behind me
Hope something is ahead of me

red sun, dipping slowly across the horizon

I close my eyes and imagine the sand before me an ocean of fresh water to bathe in

Open my eyes
Keep moving
The best idea I have, fuck, the only idea I have
My breath sole companion as I wander
Hoping it will stay my friend