Alarm – Dismissed by Marjon Van Bruggen

Here in the valley, desire is magnified
the wind blows dry as bones.
Abandoned trees are bare and dead
starved
not loved
no water.
The few oranges
shrunken little balls
feral
green with regret
and bitterness.

We are unconcerned.
The world is not yet dangerous.
A summer dress
bare legs
over there are some figs
we amble thoughtless and blind
red dust talcums our feet
Paradise lost.

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