Tumble in the dune

It was just a whisper cantankerous viper,
strong in the head yet week in the knee.
Hardened corners, bruised hearts and houses,
hired hands with dusty trousers.
Wheels of country origin pass,
torn atlas abreast, warm rusted darts.
Cutlery minds feast eyes on the table,
scholarly hands decipher towers of Babel.



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