Stepping away from his guide,
he was consumed in the emptiness:
miles of sand and rock
expecting nothing from him,
respecting not his so correct form.
His gaze buried itself
in the desert’s emptiness
where there was no one
with whom to exchange
required forms of etiquette,
stratagems of business politic,
ripostes in emotional tangles.
He stood in the desert,
the man from crowded places.
He stood alone
in the desert
and was afraid.
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