Vonnegut's player piano
man-made machines
cyclones, centrifugal wind energy birds
interrupt my view of water, beach, and
turquoise mountains down Suez bay.
Desert farm miles long
A stampede before Mufasa dies
rhinos with three-bladed horns.
The flies must recognize I've been here before
unhesitant to rest on skin and lips.
Welcome back to Sinai.
The ancient sands mix with salt on tongue
a sign of souls crossing in the land of the Bedouins.
Onshore a young man stands post by drying asphalt
and we standby our weapons on rust and steel.
Full steam ahead.