Carnival of Words

Mel Trent

I travel a frozen
tundra searching for
fulfillment in bright
fires that pale
the closer I get
I hear no language
that I would call
my own and move
on disheartened in
bleak grey light
wandering eyes and fading
faces follow me
as I go
searching for the
feel the taste the
spark hidden deep
inside someoneﾒs piece of soul

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