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                                    Abraham wanders the desert alone at last


Game the master devil and destroy their wholesale letters,
he wrote from beyond the barrios of España
orientál. Dispense with hope and discretion.

Covenant with me again, said the rock. Wordless
dreams are the lord’s anger for lives of
no repent.

Also, he worried

if somewhere it had been written that to dare
the lost camel paths of smugglers of salt and poetry
you must steer only by the hue of the setting sun. Cheap
wine and sandy dates will be your lone support.

There were no emails to open so forget
comfort like tea forgets its leaves each night

under the earthen moon.
Tell the sky

cancel my accounts;
and say unto my widow and orphan
the face of the child I betrayed is too hard a thing

to ever forget.