by Dylan Hart
The mines lead to a cafe
Where sand dripped from my mouth
The snake I used for a belt
It told me to get out.
We walked past where I was born
My friend was born there too
Im told I was never saved
By birds above that flew
Then the lake turned to sand
the head dried everything
Including the skin on my teeth
I couldnt sleep not knowing
He said "I will walk with him"
"Through the Forrest of Sand"
Our shadows cast forever
A monster beached on land.
The bugs came down just like rain
Filling cracks in the dirt
How did that sand turn to loam?
When my mind tried to subvert
When that storm changed the sand
I dug into the mud
But the bugs filled my hands
'Cause pride is thicker than blood.
Confined in the Temple
We found a statue of her
The sun betrayed my trust
What the world tried to deter
I could feel the cobwebs
As they wrapped around me
Drowned in the Forrest of Sand
A prisoner of its psyche
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