Desert Dweller

As I venture deep underground,

there are no shallow thoughts

only ideas, concepts, wonders, and wishes.

Vague meanderings through the forest of memories.

Somewhere in there

are tales to be told, fears to be shared,

celebrations and sorrows

hiding like trolls in the shadows.

As I wander deeper, I wish

I had the match that would light the torch

and illuminate the next phrase

of this incomplete poem…

© 2026 Bruno Talerico

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