Author Archives: chester maynes

About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.


must be. must love. you’re too real. went ahead. took a ride. slept less and less. thinking of you. making some notes. forgetting behind. blundering, committing, leaving. at the right time. now or never. cannot decide.   2018 Advertisements

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down, down, down

down, down, down, i feel the string of madness hovering around. down, down, down, i see the pit of darkness sheltering in bound. down, down, down, i find the chaos of my mind hammering me with loud sound.   2018

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in the bandwagon of the public

gold, there is. eyes unseen, the value which cannot be lost in time perpetual, is so deserved by those who steadfastly work for the good of their ideals. i am in the outside of the window that is about to … Continue reading

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wash the moon. wash and fade in this mundane atmosphere. run with the horses. run and move in the dwelling of the less. destroy the old. destroy and rebuild the shelter of us.   2018

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it cranks it malfunctions— it’s me, it’s me, it’s me. this derangement. i am tinkering my damages, but i cannot feel such difference. it occurs. it exists. this nature. this circumstance. this blight.   2018

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before you end

just give me your last attention, then I will never be the same, old, boring emotion to your feelings anymore. the curtains will fall down soon, and i will turn my head up, and will behold your beauty forever.

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there is a savage that i know from a world where dust ruins the eyesight of more than these many visions. i close my eyes to un-see it, but it always settle in my brain. i feel its pang of … Continue reading

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