Perfect Moon

Silence on surface.
Placid, deserted realm.
Dust mixes in the air.
Surrounding areas are dry.

On this perfect moon.
Life cannot be broken.
Breathing and sighing.
Mortality fades in a distance.

 

2020

About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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