Icons Disintegrate
Icons disintegrate and views
Long looked upon, now
draw their blinds tight
Against warm air's tattered breath
Whose crumbling words and sighs are stuffed between folded pages
Where shots ring out and
At the corner rounded
misadventures end
Copyright © Lazarus Boxer | Year Posted 2021
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