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A random road wanders across the desert
as voluminous clouds chase the rising sun 
nary a sound can be heard, save for the
whipping wind and clicks of insects. 

The yawning horizon stretches out
reaching towards a vast, expansive sea
its crystalline beauty is but a deceptive liar
for death surrounds her ever lapping shores. 

Almost uninhabitable she is
like a barren womb in want
her waters are lifeless, a fluid grave
bearing witness of her desolate decay. 

Fish carcasses tell their solemn tales
along her distant, lonely shores
their bony apertures are splayed and pecked 
hungry seagulls circle, hunting for scraps. 

Relentless winds are spreading littered
whitewashed bones, causing them
to tumble about
conjuring up a false sense of life. 

Now the moon is rising
as acrid air hovers over the sullen sea
the winds seem to shout, “go away”
a dull emptiness prevails. 

The blackest night, save for the moon
descends upon this accursed place
where the bony beach rattles its lifeless tunes
along a haunting shoreline
that no one wants to see
where no one wants to be
beside the Salton Sea.

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