Photo by Lovely Shots on Unsplash 

 

For years in the desert
hauling my own corpse
mummified

 

A drop of tear
a stain of blood
were long gone
to prove my existence

I left the whole spirit
there
behind me

 

The light of the moon
and the stars
gently infused
through the skin

 

becoming part of me
ever in the cradle

 

This poem was composed with #1 Prompt: The realms of watery emotions for “a 30 Day Poetry Challenge” on Write Under the Moon.