©2023 michael raven
there are no kisses
for old men grey
in the run down mall
broken glass dream houses
faded photos pale
dried memories skitter
in autumn leaf yellow
footsteps down the hall
in the flickering
fluorescence struggling
to not fade away
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Followed by the realisation (of a feeling long felt) that it’s all been for nothing and that even the worms will forget their meal.
Sombre, but effective, words, Michael.
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Thank you, Chris. ✨
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I lament malls too. Topical piece after this week’s episode of The Last of Us.
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Busted. It was an influencing factor, I’ll admit.
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