Forsaken

Posted on February 22, 2019 by chester maynes

I mend the road that’s
forsaken, the details of
the ghost town is opaque.
It makes me grip to strange
times of solitude and panic.

 

2019

About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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