Today through the windshield
Camelback grew like large
mushrooms in the sand.
Each mound crumbled forth,
covered from the sun down
in dust, like a red
and dull-throb contusion. I saw
the green-and-flower spine-forks
of desert drink bloom
elegantly in the moonrise,
steady through the breeze.
The stars found her back
raised high and breeding inward
when the praying monk
breathed through them.
-JM, ca. 2000
Photograph taken in January 2009 at White Sands (not Phoenix, unfortunately).
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