7360. THIS GREAT DESERT HIKE

THE GREAT DESERT HIKE

I have walked too long in this downpour for

any sense to be made : like hives in a tree,

my feet are dripping. My back is wet. My

hair is matted : celestial feelings bewail me,

calling my wet-head notions down. 'Be careful

where you walk!', and 'watch out for water!'

-

A vast and treacherous schoolbus plods by -

driven by a demon, loaded by a witch. The

late-afternoon schoolcode kids are jammering :

the cyclic utterings of madness, corralled and

approved. 'This is what we give you now for

children; hordes, and hoarders, alike.

-

I invite no one into my space, let alone will

I share my water on this great desert hike.