Saturday, May 21, 2011

Tribute to Dune

So I wrote a poem. Dune was on my mind.

The Maker in the Sand

The desert breathes life into the dead.
The sand insulates the dark, the moisture, the waste.
And from inside the den the Makers take form.
And the desert breathes death into the living.

That is all.
Peace out.

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