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End of Hope
I saw vultures circling above like
seasoned acrobates looking around
to see the message the dessert had sent.
Their black outstretch wings seeking the
heat of the day to soar using the updraft
to avoid spending their limited strength.
Looking down with marble looking eyes they
followed the familiar stench sent to them
by hot steamy winds.
Other creatures had found the dinner
the sands had prepared. Dragon-like
blue beetles, red ants and coyotes
devoured the strange looking carcass while
the one-eyed blinding sun looked on.
The giant saguaros with numerous spiny
arms stood like the Statue of Liberty trying
not to see what laid in the bleached sand.
Orange and black Gila monsters slithered
underneath their trunks.
Hairy red and black tarantulas were now
making their homes inside the tennis shoes
beside the remains.
Hungry flies were swarming around the
blacken oily creature. They were the
first to discover the carcass and had
laid hundreds of seed-looking eggs
which had grown to maturity.
Their white greasy wiggling bodies fed on
death. The desert had claimed another
item to feed the many creatures of
the wasteland.
The vultures circled closer and clumsily
landed beside the blacken mass and all
the other guests departed.
The yellow scorching sun looked on
as Border Patrol vehicles roamed the
desert to prevent unwanted guests
from seeking a better life.
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Lunita Blanca
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