You are not alone
In the desert. Unseen eyes
stand guard, watching you.
scorpions, spiders and snakes
will strike at the unwary.
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My Imagination wanders
1:00p.m. in Sonora, Arizona
The streets are empty
No people out and about
It’s siesta time.
Las calles están vacías,
No hay gente fuera de casa.
Es hora de la siesta
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I can put you in a quandary
What would you wish for?
Life on the edge of the prairie
Rice
Pondering the Universe
It’s all in my head
Wann immer ich
aufwache in der Nacht
fange ich an, Haiku zu komponieren.
Perhaps it would be
better if I prayed instead
It might save my soul.
Fa - the Green Dragon 
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