gentle naked thoughts
of displeasure
sweating my flesh
yet wetter precipitation
is cruel to my skin

i fell under sardonic
occurrences and
i was mad at the frantic
crowd and fumed jeeps

the asphalt road
damped from thick
rain left me
disliking the month
and my bald head
has crystal drops
from the green
umbrella on my hand

hush me and
the mouths of
many pedestrians
chattering about
a homosexual cop

before this friday ends
i am dead tired indeed



About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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14 Responses to sHaTTeRed

  1. Ryahchu says:

    I absolutely love reading your poetry. It is also a bit of an inspiration to myself. You’re amazing with words and making them flow. I look forward to reading your future poems(:

  2. Ian Moone says:

    I enjoy you poems to I find the word you use interesting, keep up the good work

  3. Kharma says:

    “Before this Friday ends
    I am dead tired indeed”….Chester, I grinned when I read this. I just pictured you sighing as I would have. Many, I’m sure, felt that last night.

  4. woodwindpoet says:

    Damn you’re good

  5. really sweet! brilliantly descriptive mate 🙂

  6. Mistera says:

    I like your poems 🙂

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