Desert Dweller

It’s a dreary winter day outside

but the tavern is warm and friendly.

I sit at the bar sipping my Dragoon IPA

and have a meaningful conversation

with the man behind the bar.

He knows everything about me,

my past, my secrets, my desires.

He even knows what I’m going to ask before I say it.

He knows the answers too.

We raise our glass simultaneously

and take another sip,

my reflection and I.

© 2026 Bruno Talerico

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