Shooting Star Sa-Ha-Ra, Blackest Stones Fallen from thee Deepest Spaces
Buried in sand, mirrored Nomad faces Candlegloaws, ov Mud temples ov Home
WhisKEY tea + CoosCoos Shapen Brass ringing through Virgin Eers Thee Desert dawgs wail, Camels grumble
A Thousand thousands ov Constellatory mark to color thee sky in opalescent white Ream
Thee dunes do not appear as the seeme & do not seem as they appear
For their seeming is only appearance, ov Dunes that are not. Lover Sun, Sister Sand, make love to me
Me to you… Mama Afrika pounded on skins By the vagabonds of the land
Quickening a tribute, ov Root + One I am High on thee Colored Medicine Horned moon rising soothes to
slumber. And I fall into thee Sky…
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