Dogs moan

& the donkey




the nightingale

has flown,


from the four

corners of the




prayer call



No water

heat on heat


the tourist

buses prowl


the King’s Highway.


Tri coloured

flag, Bedouin


& their tea,


Hubble bubble

pipe smokes


at coffee

corner café.


I’m alive

in the Dead Sea


salt encrusted

Angels pose


dressed in

black mud.


Red desert

sand like Mars


a vast sea

of nothing:


wind carries

jackal’s cry


wolf prints

at breakfast


round supper

fire strums


the whine

of alien



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