Through ocean foam
where high dunes wander
camels fearful striding slide
In terror lost
and dragged complaining
forced to landworld edge
Up sandslide hills
slipping sandski downward
Loose lip misery
Through mussel beds
and tombs of human
skulls and girdle bones
surface stormsucked
toys of nature's game
Mined like diamond stone
Down sink camels
grazing hay for cud
Batting dreadful vacant eyes
Sharpening teeth
to test the human
Girdle skull or frightful hand
21Jan1997 CPR
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