camels

camels
on the desert,
those
humps, and noses,
long legged
and brown.
across the sand,
the dunes,
searching
for an oasis
to drink,
to lie down.
and us, here,
at the bar,
with glasses
in our hand
toasting
a new year,
a new day,
wandering too
through our own
stretches
of hot barren
sand.