Monday, January 18, 2010

gobi

what seemed so close
is immeasurably far
the empty air swallows distance
nah, nah--don't grind your skin
on the gravel
don't unstring your legs
running in the dunes
nah--put one hand in your pocket
and hold the harness, steady
feet to the ruts,
zou, zou, zou--zou ba.



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