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

You cannot see your hands
before you, but they are orange.
stained from the dust
that coats the wild dog’s fur.

you, small and skinny,
misplaced your desert lover:
vulpine and wily

you found your way
halfway across the planet
sink with me in deserted dunes

deep beneath the desert’s moon.

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