18 november street

stripped thoughts gone
far from the human absence
and hurricane rips thousand
atoms of love and sins

struggled fists of strength
break the arrogance of
wealthy images on the
surface of the ground

they turn their vehicles
on the roundabout and
the middle of nowhere is
the middle of a fairytale




About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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