A lone voice crying
In the wilderness
Make straight the way
For the coming of the...
A dry throat stutters
On an empty vision
Of milk and honey
And desolate quiet
A dry mouth falters
On the opening blast of
A song to ruin
What it left behind
A bare sole longing
For the feel of concrete
And a lone voice crying
In the wilderness
I have these dreams
When I'm feeling sick of
Unfinished patterns that I
Can't collate at all
Of an inward breath
In a land bereft of
Uncrippled figures
Of an exhalation
Himavant
Of pulse
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