Desert Junkie

May 17, 2009
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In the face of dirt and storm
Breathing in the vile fumes

I’m a desert junkie
And I can’t even tell you why

The desert destroys me
Breaks me down
Into bone and tar
Yet my body breathes it in

The dusty heroin
Turning my lungs to sand

My body’s a desert junkie
Breathing in the dirty sky

I love the cactus poison
Even if it rips at my dried-out throat
My ashy organs

I’m a dreaded desert junkie
Can anyone please tell me why?





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