| Musings of a Space Cowboy |
Why?
The moonlit sky has left me
Now, I stare into nothing and wonder.
Why,
Does the warm wind wrap me as I weep
For all that I've lost forever?
Why,
Are there so few stars that shine bright enough
To peek through the southern haze ?
The city wall entombs
My most precious thoughts,
The stench of smoke and leather
Reflects tired tears and famine.
Ruins leave empty rooms
Memories now paintings lost,
Too neurotic for a brother
The glass spins and I fall again.
| Musings of a Space Cowboy # 2 |
Header Image Credit:
The Walking Dead, S8 E16
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