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Ghazal Game #2: Pin the Tail on the Middle Eastern Donkey

By spinning yourself you’ll spin the donkey.

Sufis teach us how to pin the donkey.

At school in Cairo, we watched where we stepped.

(The groundskeeper didn’t pen the donkey.)

“Yalla, y’hmar!” yelled at a slow driver

In an attempt to quicken the donkey.

It’s all connected. One wrestles within

To change the real world and pin the donkey.

The butterflies have all been cataloged.

Hapless scientists just pin the donkey.

Can’t understand this game? Stop thinking. Close

Your sense of self and open the donkey.

“Hey, poet, we’re literal! We came here

With blindfolds and tacks to pin the donkey.”

Let’s say you hit the target. What’s the point?

It’s not like you really win the donkey.

A live sex act too freaky to recount

Traumatized me, the woman, the donkey . . .

If Lennon was the Walrus, I’m at best

The camel, maybe even the donkey.