Grain Of Sand

"Grain Of Sand"





Grains of sand fall down from the skies.

I can't see with my eyes.

Not for a mile after miles.

Just feel hot sand piles.

I'm running out of water.

Or is it a mirage?

Last thing I knew I was resting at the Camp Lejeune Emergency Room.

Dead to the world of a looney tune.

Hidden inside my hospital room.

Which is both my father's tomb and mother's womb.




Jon Billet
Dec 25, 2014