We found them. We found a secret. Beatnix, bone trips, Cairo

Grind cosmetics on slate, vaulted offerings, mother crocodile warming her babies in her mouth

A fish plays hi-hat cymbals beside its open jaw

Single file through Cairo with Mr. Blue and Jedidiah

The pyramid is shaped like a sunray — light is eternity

Travel at light speed and you live forever

Egypt starts with a guy in a Santa Cruz shirt saying 69 if you know what I mean

Cairo is beautiful, says the driver, as the whole city looks like dust

Mosques rising over overpasses, red plastic chairs filled for hours

The gentle hustle that begins with I’m just trying to help you

Two crows getting sprinkler time — power animals in the median

Cleopatra Hotel glowing by the fountain’s edge

Osiris cut into 42 pieces and scattered across the provinces

Isis flying to gather the body back together

Anubis the jackal mummifying the god for one more night of life

Horus the falcon losing his eye in battle and gaining a symbol of protection

The Eye of Horus guarding kings from magic, sickness, and envy

The sun sets here and rises again in the underworld

Your heart weighed against the feather of truth

Make your heart light as a feather

Forty-two judges for forty-two confessions

I did not steal. I did not pollute the river. I did not lie.

Conscience as the scale inside your chest

If your heart is light, you are given the ankh — key of life

Immortality as balance,

AC humming for the first time this trip in the desert

Another sunrise. Another judgment. Another chance to lighten the heart