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In the sun of the desert sky In the dirt that blows in my eye I searched my life for you In the palms of my fatherâ??s hands In the borders that police no manâ??s land I searched the lines for you In the mean and cold places, wrinkled faces, brutal races at the bases [...]
Voodoo (and concerned with black hair)
No-one mentions Athel trees Or the hamburger sand there Blown in sheets Jerusalem ought to choke rock sales Voodoo (and concerned with black males) Save the bullheads from the plot Pocketed bullets from the sailorâ??s lot Some burned pigs, wandering, lost there Tooth marked (and concerned with welfare) Mark the boundary with weeds Buried treasure, [...]
Mojave Knew
For Melissa Still, like the drifting desert sand Mojave knew. Dull, as the rusting cars there stand, Mojave blued. Eyes, wide open, tears run. Wild! Try. Try. Try. Sheâ??s never coming home. What was I thinking when you were sinking? (Where was my head? Where were my hands? Where was my heart?) Traded them in [...]
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