Prozac Withdrawal In Dubai

Oh, all squares unresponsive and skyline fanged

Danced for two Orange girls —

Ulster took pity on plastic so Metro stumble far

Pain has no harvest, and hate is no pain

Mall endless, endless mall, my coffee in Manila

I dream bunk fever in Kerala

Spider lily watching-watching

(Peak-cleave sky blue-burning)

Skin screams window cleaning

My feet canvas still sealant foam still my pores

Fortunes — flesh scabs gold, silver

Looted Tomahawk cut diamonds —

Laugh! Booty-shorts and burkas!

Hatchets buried in mass graves!

(these gilded echoes of Franklin Mills, am I just body spray Dutchsmoke lighthead again, am I just waiting on a date and crying bedbug licescalp, my flip phone Emir curfew wringing me, stained linoleum my youthful pasture my booty-short wraiths and burka pinups)

Oh, laugh, now gold perfume dizzy my dinner somewhere in this Arabian ice rink, in

bejeweled aquarium pillars Styx filtered, wilderness so perfect and decadent Paran

bows, the blue arcs of al-Balkhi annotate spandrels (blowtorch hieroglyphs in pyrrhic chrome), soup of names, pylon-spayed:

I am pushed from the women's car by cybersharia sublime intercom pesticide

There is some funny rhyme with Temple echoes chiding, cherry, white,

The chastity of calluses and stucco bareback slide. From garden from fountain

To oasi shriveled, neighbor hungry, prayer muted

And though patter and whisper creeps always, thunders condemnation

Each of us still Zechariah without answer. Were the Heaven and Earth

One? Shake the trunk of a palm tree and it will drop dates.

Clotheslines sway gentle in warm gulfmorn breezeglow

Before the alleys and streets of the workers' districts where the buildings end

In sand-complexion curls and I stir remote

Several and severed