anchored, morning gulf

fingers bind to thoughts
of less heaven

i am the ego
deprived to sip
midnight coffee

cradle songs can’t
send the others to sleep

only better eyes
are eyes wanting to
be slaves to dreams
and dreams to a never



About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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4 Responses to anchored, morning gulf

  1. Your writing is beautiful, Chester. Also, I love the design of your website.
    Thanks so much for following me.

  2. WOW just what I was looking for. Came here by searching for look

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