autumn’s horizon

cobwebs cover your eyes
and from where you are
have cracks on air.

you stand on shattered
mirrors. the pain is the
enemy of your entirety.

grey sheets of the autumn’s
horizon are pasted like
dirt on the wall.



About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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2 Responses to autumn’s horizon

  1. willowdot21 says:

    It is all about Autumn

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