Skeleton on a Dune Buggy

Driving a dune buggy across the desert

There’s a sandstorm ahead

I drive right through it

The sand bites at my skin

Waging war

I don’t mind so much about losing

So I let the sand win

It takes my flesh away

Beating it into the ground

Burying it

Into the shifting dunes


An Arabic guitar

Plays off in the distance

I drive towards the sound

Like a moth to a flame

I drift to a halt

He seems rather shocked to see me

“Shouldn’t you wrap up? it’s awfully cold”

I guess I can’t feel it in my bones

Author: Jack Bennett

Motorcyclist and Poet Riding and writing

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