To Fiona 6 a.m. Arabia

Each grain of sand contains within it

the entire knowledge of the universe,

each breath of wind

all of time.

 

You have flown

while I watched the scimitar sliver

of a pale mooncrescent

rise over the prussian blue heat.

 

I would have liked

to know you more

to continue and deepen our friendship

then

the spaces appeared

illness claimed you

pain and suffering chose to work on you but

I

am here

at this Abu Dhabi hotel writingdesk

and the Chevrolet garage across the road

is already open.

 

Image

 

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