My mind wanders
Picking up stray objects
Dry tumbleweed, skeletons
Discarded coins

Takes my body along
It’s hot and humid
Looking for an oasis
Finds molten lava instead

Mind jumps from place to place
Hot and humid
Frigid and cold
Blizzard, freezing rain
Hot wind blowing
Ready to bake

Like a nomad
Not Happy in any place
I ask and wonder why?

I find myself
Soaked in sweat
It was a nightmare
It felt so real and so not rare