Girl Shroud

Loudhailer.

A world of microphonic chanting.

Mosque to mosque,

the pitch and tremer …

a sound-map emerges.

 

Ascending into soporificity,

turning into condensation

as the song sweats from

hot mountains.

 

Girl shroud.

 

Until morning dusk.

 

Calling her wisdom

into leather hands

holding God.

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