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"Honest Scavengers" by Joe DiMino
Desert is my home
No scales
Though
A sense of surface
Callus
And slither
And coil
To my careful motion
Hear that rattle?
Not the tip of a tail
But closer to the heart
Excessive heat
Tells me much
About madness
And the barbs of cacti
A civilization reminder
As the shadow
Of an overhead vulture
Why I trust
Honest scavengers
Before politicians