Download audio file read by Glyn Moody.
A long, slow, cold crawl across
The tedious desert dotted with small dark
Shrubs, which - of course - by night were imposs-
ible to see, during a ten-hour journey mark-
ed otherwise by nothing. A single train track
To the honeycomb-stones of Jaisalmer stopped short
Of the walled town, as if suddenly lack-
ing the will to move. The sullen, tethered thought
I had no hotel chilled me. It was very fool-
ish. I did try: from Jodhpur, I booked
A long-distance call, waited two cruel
Hours, connected, spoke, failed. It looked
Like I’d doss down with the camels. Later, it was clearer:
This world would disappear, with the end of a mobile-less era.
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