Hollywood

The
human in
my brain is
red blood and
his genius soul
warns me to seek
the atmosphere of
truth.

I
look myself
at the mirror.

The
reflection is
a resemblance of
both lonely and
happy.

I
can’t turn my
back from you
unless you leave
me and set yourself
free from the war
we have within.

 

2016

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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