I am cactus without flower,
camel without hump, oasis
without water. I am absence
of wishes and desire
to wander deeper into monotonous
dunes. I am independent
grain, drifting in wind, hoping
I will find friction, fuse
into reflective solid, shine
as blue of my eye becomes mirror
to anonymous seekers of the world.

is clearly an ACME creation, arrived
in pieces, with manual translatable to coyote.
Three cliffs with tenuous ledges and a canyon
trail clicked. Tab A’s into slot B’s completed
ideal spot for high-speed avian ambush.
Warning! Elevation: dangerous.
The vertical rise distorts perspective,
makes targeting alignment calculations skew.
The configuration does not allow for wind
effects or added weight of steel extras. One
pressure change, a few too many Beep Beep’s,
and Poof! you are the road-kill sandwich.
Accordion bodied, arms and legs all that remains
visible.