Apprehensiveness Abc
apprehensive to walk these alleyways
before me i see violence and filth
colliding in the shadows of night
disheveled piles of trash strewn about
emptied cans tipped towards houses
fences fighting to stand together
gathered only by the gates that keep them
holding back nothing but time
inscriptive graffiti on garage doors
just outside them, expensive cars sit
kept inside are years of memories
layered in unpolished dust
memories that hold no value
nevertheless are valued more
only they eventually are forgotten
perhaps like the homeless as they lie hidden
quietly tucked in the corners of darkness
resting on nicely manicured lawns
snuggled against the base of trees
that offer shelter from the weather
umbrellaed branches sip the rain
veins slip beneath needles
where temporary escapes linger on
xanthic flesh casts shadows of death
yet there is no ambition
zeal for life seems to be gone
02/08/2020
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2020
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