Neighborhood Images
Bricks build up
monoliths in a dead
and brown yard
The rusted tower climbs
high to cast shadows
on the cold, forgotten earth
And the windchimes laugh
sweetly as the zephyrs
tickle their silver bellies
Copyright © Corey Bryan | Year Posted 2023
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