Uber Through the Sands of Arrakis

I check my messages 

& see I have another 

fare. 

This Uber side-hustle 

is rough, 

but it pays the child-support. 

This side-hustle puts 

food on the table 

& keeps the heat on 

in winter. 

It turns out that between 

spice-heads 

& the alcohol usage in 

The House Atreides, 

I’ve been pretty busy. 

Three in the morning 

& that punk Paul 

is texting me again, 

“Hey dude, 

I need a lift home. 

I had three too many, 

hahaha.” 

What a douchebag! 

His frat-boy friends 

help him up on top 

& away we go. 

Through the sands of Arrakis, 

I hump those sorry sacks 

home again, home again, 

home again. 

Through the sands of Arrakis, 

I travel blind 

& forgotten.



Andre F. Peltier (he/him) is a Lecturer III at Eastern Michigan University where he teaches literature and writing. He lives in Ypsilanti, MI, with his wife and children. His poetry has recently appeared in various publications like CP Quarterly, Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Provenance Journal, About Place, Novus Review, Wingless Dreamer, and Fahmidan Journal, and most recently he has had a poem accepted by Lavender and Lime Literary. In his free time, he obsesses over soccer and comic books.

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