the desert in us
>> Tuesday, July 20, 2010
in the absence of rain
in the stillness of trees
leaves long gone
wintering somewhere
the harsh light on my skin
the unyielding sirocco
i contemplate my retreat
conquered by a spec
of sand in my eye
i am beguiled, taken to
the thirsting crevasses,
dark openings to endings,
where happy might be
i pour like night into day
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