Spectrum

The
evening is
a hint of a better
beginning.

The
color of
the night changes
in minutes.

I
am settled
in my imagination
of a fiction world.

I
close my eyes
and recover a bad
nightmare.

 

2016

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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