Low sun painting steel girders pink.
4:30 already the feel of evening,
as heat flows from desert to sea.
On a construction site, stunted acacia,
with hoary trunks and fine filigreed leaves,
shiver a welcome to the breeze.
Birds converse unseen in the scrub.
Only the doves fly, in pairs, across pastel space,
and above the arid aesthetics of an oil rich state.
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