The blue tones come off
Whitewashed
In the nightlight
Fading
Disappearing
Into nothingness
The shadows cast on
Wallpaper
Live in warm hues
All it costs me
A little body heat
After sundown
A small price to pay
For the debt I owe
At the watering hole
Wetness
Flowing freely
From the wellhouse
The water comes across
Drier
Than it used to
At the homestead
When the dust was light
And washed off easily
In the sunlight
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