12.17.2007,11:03 AM
Desert clock......
...doesn't go 'tick tock'.
It whispers and smells like dust, cactus, rocks,
wind, creosote bush, sage and sand.
It moves slowly.
It's desert time.
Where we have no names,
no numbers,
no when's or why's.
It all just 'is'.

In desert time.

Five days and counting......
then this time disappears
into desert time.


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posted by Macrobe
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