I write for myself

I write for myself
and for those who
tonight will stop here to trample
on these poor and stray thoughts
as nomad caravans
  running water,
mirages
  rivers in the mind

I write for myself
it is like I was chasing ghosts in the desert

I write for myself
   and for those who tonight
will stop here
to respire
this intense desire of elsewhere

Marco Bo
http://cantidallaperiferiadelmondo.blogspot.it/2015/07/scrivo-per-me.html