of a saguaro holding both arms up
perhaps a supplication, perhaps a warning
"do not go farther into my desert"
a sun blazes at about half sky high
light glints from a revolver on a narrow ledge
most of the way up a cliff topped by a bighorn sheep
light reflects on a sword left near a cave mouth
shines from a knife blade near a skeleton
at the end of crawling tracks
a lake shimmers so you seem to see sand underneath it
and near it a skull overlooks crossed bones
the highway pays no heed to any of that
rejoins past the saguaro and lopes across the desert
at the horizon a city sparkles
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