My Broken Alley

How easily I could be a complicated whisper
blowing violently in the air

My mortal beauty caught eternally in an
ugly wind trap

Full of broken facades with vermin waiting
for whatever is left

My emotional turmoil erodes the long ago
varnished gates

Passerbys hurry past anticipating their warm
bodies growing cold in

My broken alley.

-L.J. Lenehan-

broken alley

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