Abandoned
-
Last Light
I miss winter’s dusk How the last of the cold lemon sun Lays down its rays like a blanket upon the barren crop field The lights are already on In the few scattered houses of stone and dark rooftops Inviting and warm Wood smoke swirls out from the chimneys The barren trees stand like crooked… Continue reading
-
Lost Souls of the Mind
A beaten grocery cart lies on its side In an empty, stained parking lot An abandoned store sits lifeless A canvas for lost souls of the mind Signage ripped away Glass sliding doors now a portal of black A blemish of capitalism remains We tear apart the Earth for products Mansions of plastic and digitized… Continue reading
cereal after sex 