Bent Over Town
Woody structures
balance along the wind
gusts make the town
seem empty
No gas at the station
where to go?
One dreamer might fly
with its wings
bent over the town
in the blue sky
Desperate and full of dust
lies the town
wind is the only visitor
but once in a while…
Skies change their color
and a man flies
like a bullet
with its wings
bent over town
People recognize
the flying man
as the Town Lord
who brings
a bright blue sky
over town
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