Excerpt:
If only there were less grass
Compromising the rocky purity
Of this empty desert
Where thin, ugly cows
From Pharaoh’s dream
Come up from the river
To graze among the reeds.
If only the unruly squawk of birds,
The random rush of wind,
Had a more steady dynamo hum,
A constant thumping beat
Rhythmic and pleasing
Drumming out an oily
Promise of plenty…
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