Mirages

Dripping water atop my head,
As I lay here surrounded by scorching sand,
Images of mirages appear,
As I try to keep my mind sincere,
Eyes squint to absolute nothingness,
The thought of greenery flashes my mind,
Palm trees swaying in the distance,
Waterfall rumbles in all their glory,
Vibrant collages of life appear,
Blinking of my eyes causes them all to disappear,
Looking around to get a handle on reality,
Sharpening my mind to for fall no such tricks,
What to believe is getting harder to choose,
Mirages running wildly loose,
Sun is enjoying the show,
Watching my mind sinking ever low,
Keeping my mind afloat,
I decided to stop thinking,
Tired by the tricks,
Even my eyes have stop blinking,
Mirages have now vanish forever,
As I sit here philosophizing all this over.

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