Outsiders
Algerian heat is a drawn
out decline for any man
in a padded cell – Paris –
his 6th arrondissement
blocks of cold stone – &
fervent gossip burnt – &
Lourmarin could be less
consuming – Meursault –
so little said about it all –
& Camus too [L’Etranger
translated to whatever]
& simple words do little
to make it easy – modest
writing – four shots – sun
on bodies underlined by
four bullets as heat bled
from a dead Arab [death
with no shaded ending]