No body, no face, nor tears;
only a distant moaning in the desert.
Muted words lost in the sandy winds.
Prison robe, eternal damnation.
Hands scratch it, no marks.
Through minuscule holes, curious
black eyes gaze upon the male scenery.
Living dead cloaked in shadow.
Thinks, believes, hopes,
and dreams of a distant horizon
that will deliver them to the light.