BADLANDS

Adorned in thorns, Ursula
from the aria returned.

The patron saint sat
in silence. He sipped tea

from the conch, muted the computer.
He sifted through the sand with his

computer. He yawned and donned
a paper hat. She donned

his hat, did a pirouette
in the sand. He pulled the bills

from her underwear
and stuffed them in the computer.

Ursula returned from the aria again,
balancing an aria on her stem-

like nose. She thrust her
aria into the air