Stumble dusty sandalfoot cross the dunes away from shore
Bearded dragon scamper on the midnight cactus flower
Whistle devil wind through the sand and drying sage
Carry it home to the lunatic preacher's rattlesnakeskin boots
Scorpion footprints embedded in the dust on the table
Nobody's eaten here for years or even seen
any of the sun-bleached bones half-buried by the fence.
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