Poetic Pause XV


On blue sky so high

Crimson sun all watered down into a frown

Never stopped-over this town

Romance blossomed somewhere else

But lost it’s way never to be found

When hitting the outskirts of this town

Cold impersonal community steeped in self

Suspicion ran rampant causing love to drown

Flailing about and dying in the waters of this town

Poison of asps distributed freely

In wild glances and backbiting melt-down

Division rampant to the extreme – in this town

They lived in houses but not in homes

Barbed wire frozen-in-time-citizens of renown

But all for the wrong reasons – living in this town

So no brochure will direct you here

No holiday to be had in this mental breakdown

Best to avoid at all costs – the place known as ‘this town’

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