hanyauku

hanyauku (df): to walk on tiptoes across hot sand

it's hot

I try not to check my phone

and to listen to others

I try to pretend

I am not waiting

for you

it's hot

parallel to the thoughts

about you

I have those

about the cold

stone

(I would first

press my palms

to it

then

my whole body

would follow)

it's hot

and I am trying

to think

what will I say

to you

but all of the words

seem small

as sand grains

and fall through

my fingers

it's hot

and the air

around us

trembles and shakes

and everything around

becomes distorted

and falls apart

everything

but you

I recognise you

from afar

so I sink
into the dune

built by myself

and try to fight

sand entering

my throat

it's hot

I am listening to

what you are saying

but especially

what you are

being silent about

***

I climb on

my tiptoes

and start making

my way

home

through

this desert.

it's cooling down.

evening