I can’t move anymore

I can only lay here, awaiting anything

Maybe for a passer-by

Maybe a gentle breeze to kiss my cheek

I wait with worry for the night

I count the seconds until daybreak

The day brings the sun, heat, exhaustion

But the night brings the foes

All those curious creatures

With foul breath and ghastly tastes

They have their way with me until first light

Ripping at my clothes

Taring at my flesh, grinding and clamping on my bones

I can only lay and wait until sunrise

More tattered than the day before

Then as they leave, one by one

I start a new day

Begin with a prayer

That the day will be cloudy, cool

And the night lets me move

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