Celtic Ducks

Cross over—
To opposite self.
Plastic, fake, false.

Leaving this—
Truth of me.
Unnatural, artificial.

End of us—
Hurting me.
That’s the truth.

2011

About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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7 Responses to Celtic Ducks

  1. Ian Moone says:

    I can really relate nice write

  2. RoSy says:

    A lot of emotion in just a few words…
    Nice write!

  3. thanks to everyone for the “likes” and the comments…I really appreciate it so much! 🙂

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