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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