FROM UP HERE

Charcoal shadows

lay flat like iron

sprayed across walls

then

spills silently onto a

fallowed field

suffering from

a lack of love.

 

a blood sun

spreads warm rivers

over streets

and sides of

tired brick buildings.

 

an emotional wind

creates sounds

resembling whispered words

pushed through fences

and back porch screens.

 

 

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