The Lost Hat of a Wonderer

I want to walk on a Moroccan sand dune
with a wooden stick in my hand
and a camel by my side.
I want

Chrome glittered,
in the evening sun.

like sparks from
a machine gun!

It was going 150
when standing still.

I drooled drops
behind

Walking around this empty town
Crammed with nothing but blank faces
Going in circles round and round

I see her, but not clearly
I

"Why Do We Want What We Know We Can't Have"...

Why do we want what we know we can't have?
Just throw away what's in the palm

The personal endeavor,
always looks selfish when flashed about.
The goal that is more frightening
in terms of humanity
than