Dead Poets
I'm lost in words
I cannot write a poem
Is this a word depression
I await wet Autumn afternoons
for obituaries on past poets
Dead horizons roll on their heads
towards an uncertain future
Copyright © Antony Glaser | Year Posted 2023
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