“Sand Monster” by Andy Robertson

Eyes drift across faces, expressions

Held together by fate, perhaps by thought

Thoughts as abrasive as sand

Blanketing me in roughness unseen

Digging deep into my core

Exposing the me I'd rather not be

The me that cries out for change

Unheard, I continue to look

To peer into the sand, eyes drift across souls

The exposed whispers to me, "run..."

And I can't move

"Go now..." the soul beckons

And yet I remain motionless

copyright 2008 Andy Robertson