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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 father’s hands
In the borders that police no man’s land
I searched the lines for you
In the mean and cold places, wrinkled faces, brutal races
at the bases of mesas and in cases where embraces replace spaces
I searched what’s right for you
In the ash where embers once glowed
In the paths that my sisters sowed
In the breeze of my mind’s delight
In the warmth of my lovers light
In the bones of the beasts I eat
flesh of this craft, into submission beat
I worked this night for you
