Dec 2014
poems, poetry, words
are but mirages, today
wavering,
on a distant horizon
nebulous, yet so enticing
and i,
the thirsty traveller,
caught out,
hatless,
in the sandy dessert...
are but mirages, today
wavering,
on a distant horizon
nebulous, yet so enticing
and i,
the thirsty traveller,
caught out,
hatless,
in the sandy dessert...
(F/east coast australia)
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