Tuesday

Posted on January 3, 2023 by chester maynes

My twilight is quiet.
Our dinnertime is loud.
Midnight is subtle with cold
January air.

I sit in front of this device.
Two screens, with music. My
mind in turmoil; in flashbacks of secret
sins and random whims.

2023

About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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