Like the eyes of balthuz 

Entwined in Bedouin oasis like a

Rope 

Around your neck

    No camel milk

  Or hibiscus tea

   Your skin is burnt and peeling off

You remember your family home

    And it burns behind your eyes

The dagger prods 

  "MOVE, SCUM-DOG"

You bark 

Like a dog 

 And snarl as the 

Sand burns

"The dogs bark but the caravan keeps moving"

You awake in a pool of sweat