john

you cannot trust a man from a desert that you cannot
live in you must not trust the sand, a man who
appears from a cloud of dirt with a clean mouth
and, who corrals you quiet with a gentle jump
of hand, sliding out his fingers shows you gold
inside you shining nectar webbed between fingers he can.

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