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"Tonight I Sit On A Desert Ledge" (by Joe DiMino)

Tonight I sit on a desert ledge;
And not so far off,
Lit magically by moonlight,
I spy a family of javalina—
The young playing tag
Through the worn paths
In and around the jojoba;
Over my left shoulder
Off in the visible distance,
The ever encroaching lights of my city.

These moments I cherish,
As much as the javalina—
As much as the Desert itself
In the deep silence sighing—
I hear its
Dry voice,
My arid intellect
The real reason
For the needles on its cacti—
Its acute sensing
Feeling now
My erratic breathing,
Surprised by the Laboring,
As one over a coffin
Praying for a loved one….

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