Desert Rocks

I shall build myself a home in these desert rocks, where the sun shines always and the food comes from grey lizards and green cactus. And I shall live always in this baked world of red heat and silence, in the cracks and crevices and under the sand dunes. The silence of everything

being too tired

to make a sound.

The ocean of red, for me.

Also, as an aside:

I love you.