bed moons

 
silver plates
are expensive
secrets in your
diary

space and
gravity leave
constant odds
of this
poetry

nights are
pampered in
rich dreams of
russian ballets
and american
steaks

cold mist
antagonizing
skins of asians
shaking in the
wild of our
outside

 

2014

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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2 Responses to bed moons

  1. vicklinde says:

    Wonderful imagery here.
    V.

  2. kgbethlehem says:

    again, nice work and impressive flow

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