Uncanny

Posted on July 7, 2020 by chester maynes

The sound of a stranger is like
water dripping from your plastic
faucet.

It tickles my tendons, triggers my
blood pressure, entices my
eyesight,

just a favorite
intimacy between me and
my poor solitude.

 

2020

About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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2 Responses to Uncanny

  1. slpmartin says:
    July 7, 2020 at 11:03 am

    Oh what images the sound of solitude bring into our minds…hope the solitude is broken soon…peace be with you.

    Reply

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