Dry

archyi am dry
i am as dry as the next morning mouth
of a dissipated desert
as dry as the hoofs
of the camels of timbuctoo
little fussy face
i am as dry as the heart
of a sand storm
at high noon in hell
i have been lying here
and there
for four thousand years
with silicon in my esophagus
and gravel in my gizzard
thinking
thinking
thinking
of beer

In which archy the cockroach interviews a pharaoh in the Metropolitan Museum, as seen by George Herriman in Don Marquis’ archy and mehitabel (1925)

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