stoic face

seizes me

in front of

this old mirror


i cannot salute

myself in guilt

but underground

feelings are frank


when i tried to

hide i’m found

sick are the

wishing wells


at the edge

of cheating

is obvious to

me and not you




About chester maynes

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

  1. I love this poem! It’s clear to me that you’re experiencing some kind of conflict within yourself, and although some parts of the poem are not quite comprehensible I’m assuming this is because you are not quite sure yourself?

  2. unfetteredbs says:

    Like this one alot

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