Nobody should walk alone
while the sun suckles at your
each pore turning only to
give way to moon which
looks at your dry lips with pity
glaring its inconsistent
luminescence, shrouding cacti
in a white as expensive as itself.
as you walk across the prickly
pebbles still alone and the night
serenading the vast emptiness
with barely audible cackles
shrieked by hungry nocturnals
amused by your angry steps
as if a game of playful tag
you find the sun feasting
again and you --alone, still
and always-- look for shade
--to save yourself--
in your self.
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