The 30th

Today
is all over
the land, all

over the lonely
shadows of the
lonely truth.

The
very reason
why I left a

tragic room,
skies without
the moon,

a beast
of the good,
all hands

cannot salute
but I desire
anything but you.

 

2016

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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