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Gazelles in the desert, roaming

at sunset

and grazing on the sand.

They hear my approaching footsteps,

but they don't care.  They are intent

on eating.  Teeth against hot sand.

grind

grind

swallow

grind

grind

swallow

Heavy stomachs full of heavy sand.

As the gazelles stand there

gnawing upon the earth, their

lips curl.

Their eyes shift.

They are mad.