chester maynes

wild, run wild
spaces of green, intoxicating green
tendons of the field, excruciating

pretty the charges of the earth
punishing the same transgressions

a song has pain, has remedy
defining the strength of opposing ideologies

what damages they incur
they feel the tragedy

no more running, no more swaying


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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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5 Responses to

  1. sagedoyle says:

    I really like this it has a lot of energy.

  2. nightlake says:

    wonderful choice of words here

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