Aqueus Drop

No Place

I lick the raindrops off of my lips. My legs burn as I keep walking, and now the sun shines brightly 'top my forehead. Its rays break through the clouds, gleaming and glistening with hope, but they don't fool me. Their happy dancing rays won't trick me.

The tall prairie grass dries quickly as I walk through its endless miles. The shimmering stalks shiver in the humid breeze and the ominous clouds roll away. But from there the sun replaces the rain. With death.

My arms get scratched and itchy from wading through the tall weeds. My soaked clothing remains sticky, but something else gets uncomfortably sticky too.

I try to swallow the saliva in my mouth to no avail. It's gone. The water's gone. It's all gone.

The sun beat down on me, and beat down, and beat down. It beat my spirit with its shining rays until I was encased in it's deceiving trap. My legs groaned like a tin man and became stiff without the oil I call water.The grasses became endless.

As the clouds above me swirled and went away, I swirled and walked in circles. Soon there were no clouds to twist me. There was only the sun to consume me and the wind to push me.

My shoes became cracked with dry dirt. My hair was wet with sweat. My tongue licked the bridge of my lips for just a taste of some type of liquid. I kept walking forward without looking back. My hand firmly gripped the backpack. Such a heavy backpack, sinking my feet into the ground. Such a heavy burden.

Filled with liquid solutions...

I glanced at the green handle of my bag every so often, staring it down. Tempted to take it off. Tempted to try the luscious liquid I carried inside, oh so smooth and quenching. But I didn't know what I carried.

But wouldn't it be better to drink it than to let the sun's hopeless rays suck more from your already parched lips? The sun doesn't mind what you drink to survive. Go on. It's okay!

Whack!

All of a sudden, something smacked me straight in the face. I held my sweaty forehead with my hand and tried to walk forward again.

Whack!

Groaning, I leaned forward and found myself dizzily leaning against a wall. A strange wall. A wall of endless prairie grass and blue sky. A wall as warm as the joker sun's rays.

I fell onto my knees, sliding slowly in despair. I pounded my palms against the wall, trying to get through. Trying to knock it down. I whimpered and cried as my head pounded and my blood pounded and my thirst pounded.

I stayed for days on my knees. My pounding knees, one with my pounding heart. I knelt there praying, begging the wall. Oh, please just drop!