Endless sun and sky,
and who am I?
These clothes,
these eyes I look out of,
I have no sense of self,
on these sands.
Have I walked for days or minutes?
There is no salt in the air,
dead blue sea,
dead blue heaven.
Have I died,
am I somewhere else?
am I someone else?
Nothing in pockets,
nothing in mind,
I am as empty as this place.
I look back,
and see no tracks.
