"Quenchable"

You are thirsty.

                            

                             So cut open the cactus.

It’s bone dry.

                           

                             The words “try again,” carved into its skin.

You are bleeding.

                           

                             Still yet—

Thirsty.

                           

                             So break open the coconut.

It’s vacant.

                          

The words “why wait,” engraved into its shell.

You are sore.  

                          

Still yet—

Thirsty.

                          

So milk the goat.

Teats are barren.

                          

The words, “just drink,” tattooed across its backside.

You are desperate.

                        

Still yet—

Thirsty.