The Desert

Behold the dry desert's most sinister glare, 
and currents of feverish, sweltering air, 
that tend to admonish, and rightfully so, 
that nature's relentless, an untiring foe. 
Intrepid explorer, of questionable care, 
who wanders exposed, on foot, unaware, 
will suffer significant visions, although 
he won't be succumbing for an hour or so.
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Published in "A Troupe in Masquerade" and "Eloquence"
By Jack Huber- All rights reserved.

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