Desert Thirst

 

Dessert Thirst

 A hot summer’s breeze rolls swiftly across the desert sand

Showing no mercy to anything or anybody in its path.

It changes the deserts surface into a blinding, relentless land. Harsh-, barren, and deserted.

 

As the relentless sun beats upon the sands surface, heat waves rise into the air

Giving off the illusion of life’s sweet nectar- water, where there is none.

Slowly your tongue begins swell and all rational thoughts seem to dissipate into a fog.

 

Hours seem like days, and days seem like months,

Yet your sanity is lost somewhere in the sand, you keep moving.

This is how my life has been all these years, lost beyond all comprehensibility,

 

My sanity became lost in a whirlwind of memories best left alone.

Haunted by the things I’ve done as well as the many things I have left undone.

Like the desert, barren of all feeling and emotion, all comparable thought,

 

Nothing seems real and all life seems fleeting.

As I get older my body bargains feel like an old shoe;

Worn out by my many travels throughout my life time and full of holes.

 

As I cross this barren sand, I pray for rain, an oasis, or cactus

So that I may drink of its bittersweet nectar.

As I walk alone in this wasteland, my mind is slowly slipping away

 

All that is left is the thirst. Longing for something real and tangible,

For life and love, for forgiveness and compassion and for trust and understanding,

Yet I stand alone on the shores of despair with only memories of the deserts burning desire to swallow all that I am and take from me my humanity.

 

By: Steve A. LaVerdiere

March 22, 2017