Wide horizons of desert,
dry hard land, dust-windy and lonely,
empty but for lizards
until the houses come.
The desert populated. Aliens
unaware of beauty, the life
Wide horizons of suburbia,
smart new houses, well-furnished and lonely,
where alien lizards live.
They fought. He missing city life
stole her energy.
She missing water, drained his spirit
to dry emptiness between them,
prickly sharp with unspoken fears.
Previously published in Raindog