Suburban Wastes Ii
Suburban waste stretches beyond and far away
Languishes under the hot hazy sun
Seasons reap
Memories run
Remembering things better left unseen
Memories reel in the theater on the mind
Things fragmented in frame
Of mental photographs
Faded edges frail
brittle fluttering
Summer rainstorm run the horizons
Lightning lances the rain
Fall is coming, frost is in the eves
Pumpkins gleaming a thrilling sight
Images crystalize by chilly winter nights
Summer comes to burn away the sight
Spring color runs, fades
Autumn rights delays dies
in the passing taillights
Suburban boulevard’s lost
in fog shrouded waste…
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