The desolate places
dry without thirst
water without fire
the empty places
consuming all
all but desire
The desolate places
search the world
and you shall find none
so desolate as my soul
Live ineffably gives birth
moment consumes moment
until all that is left are
The desolate places
No love but no rejection
No peace but no pain
No rest but no fear
The dry languid consequence of soul
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