Tomorrow goes on forever

Parched, scorched, starving,
near death-
360 degrees of dunes.

Yesterday was not a desert

emotions flowed freely,
erratically; covered in
constant drama.

Trouble had no other name.

Today the tongue is swollen
from the extreme exertion of
convincing the snakes
to back off;

speaking to them in an intelligible language,

only to be ridiculed by a self-effacing seeker of venom.
Which hypocrisy is this?
Shimmering on the horizon-

a mirage? An oasis?

Too tired, the struggle draining life from all limbs, senses….
a train of thought stops abruptly
as the sand sifts through a blistered mind.

Tomorrow keeps coming and goes on forever .