A song is muffled under
the weight
of thousands of tons of sand
under the weight
rocks break
and on the limestone, I lay
listening to the night

we cannot see our hands before
us but
they are orange
stained from the dust
that coats the wild dog’s fur
and sifts between the camel’s lashes

you, small and skinny,
misplaced your desert lover:
vulpine and wily
you found your way
through the sand

sink deep into the dunes
and lie with me