The arid mind
Contemplating northern hemispheres.
I born of iron
A nomadic pastoralist lingering within small towns.
Barefoot
Walking along the Arabian peninsula, trapped, tawny, weakend.
I’d like new material
New expressions and old smiles,
Fresh movements, and subtle gestures.
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 7:28 AM UTC
The arid mind
Contemplating northern hemispheres.
I born of iron
A nomadic pastoralist lingering within small towns.
Barefoot
Walking along the Arabian peninsula, trapped, tawny, weakend.
I’d like new material
New expressions and old smiles,
Fresh movements, and subtle gestures.
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