Stoned

I cut across

the blazing land

heavy with heat

my sweat mixed

with the wind

    blown dust

making a paste

on my sticky skin

taking on a new form

my heat was magnetic

the soil took its place

I was  frozen where I stood

I was drained of my juice

I am a desert sculpture

a marker to nowhere

a toy for the devil

I am no use

march 29 1992

Victoria, Bc

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