A ghost town playground:
Smaller than before,
I’m taller for sure.
A post-frown come down.
The last brick found:
Uglier in retrospect.
Cause and effect.
A clay-cast historic fowl up.
A bunch of old pictures:
That black & white smile.
Stay the same for while.
Take out the memories and shift ‘em.
Stop wishing, stop thinking.
Kill the pain by drinking.
Don’t look back,
Keep the timeline flat.
Retrospective perspectives
Will attack the core of your being.
Writer, poet, conceptualist...
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