I + 

A wind might blow a lotus petal + 

over the pyramids⁠—but not this wind. + 

Summer is a dried leaf. + 

Leaves stir this way then that + 

on the baked asphalt, the wheels + 

of motor cars rush over them,⁠— + 

gas smells mingle with leaf smells. + 

Oh, Sunday, day of worship!!! + 

The steps to the museum are high. + 

Worshippers pass in and out. + 

Nobody comes here today. + 

I come here to mingle faiance dug + 

from the tomb, turquoise colored + 

necklaces and belched wind from the + 

stomach; delicately veined basins + 

of agate, cracked and discolored and + 

the stink of stale urine! + 

Enter! Elbow in at the door. + 

Men? Women? + 

Simpering, clay fetish-faces counting + 

through the turnstile. + 

Ah! + 