Image Muffled Haze-

Never spent signs painted hue Conspiring challenges never proved Aloft the addicts spreading 2x4 beams Clouded streams broken dreams High ceiling roofs attire Shingled hay and wire clay dirt In the window pane a threshold mange panes we both shingles that closes the eyes Views of the painted skies Blue white smoke gray hues yet remain A muffled haze
12/14/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020



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