Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Salvador Desert VII - Retribution

I now have water to last me
weeks but I know the rule of threes.
Three weeks without food.
Three days without water.
Three minutes without air.
I have shade and wood.
Heat and fire. A bed above
ground. I only need food now.
I pick insects off the bark
unaware of the possible strain.
I only need luck. I carved spears
from the branches of my
acacia. I watched lizards
skree across the local sand
to this tree for a break but they
would rather brave the heat
than share shade with me.
So I left, or it appeared so.
Waiting- to drop
from the branches
with a point to make clear.
And so I eat.

No comments:

Post a Comment