After Sunday

Two minutes,
and here I am staring at a
cursor blinking on this screen.

Recalling the rumors,
are they true?
Did I slander myself?

The words appear like
a sharp memory from
the past.

A day can go too swiftly,
but the pain has remained
hurting me.


About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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