Dog Star

 

Secrets of the
crimson’s evening

Shrouded from
the horizon’s lining

Night is hiding the
gradient of my sort

I am like a Dog Star
dearth of sheen

 

2008-2011

 

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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