dubai

 fool’s paradise, desert of the soul, empty headed emiratis, glitterati’s, drive around aimlessly around streets that go around in circles, mosques at every corner, you can only hear the call of the mall, the routine of mindless prayer, see that man in a white sheet, idiot grin pasted on his face, he has got a mobile stuck in his ear, a can of coke in his hand and a russian wench hanging on to his dick, see that man perched atop the high rise building, sweating his balls off, he just might slip and fall down and splatter the sidewalks with his bad intentions, see that housemaid working her finger to the bone in the heat to feed this hungry beast that just might take her life, see that woman in black, no don’t look, hands off and all that, she is a plaything, gucci bag and all, she isn’t supposed to think, do nothing, feed her face, shop, beat the maid, the man comes home on the hop, beat his shit, see that fat cat expat, tan and all, he’s got it made, playacting, kowtowing, kissing ass, sucking dick, cock of the walk back home,  dubai, city of excess, nothing is real, least of all the people, big dicks, small minds, people come and go, check in, check out, but put your money where your mouth is, everything’s got a price, dubai, go on make big bucks, even if it sucks before the sand chokes up your mouth.