rusty gates into broken roads

Building bridges

Smashing brick

It's a pointless cycle

Since I'll burn it down

Ruin city

Ghost towns abound

Banshee's boarding

Wailing sounds

One more look

A second's glance

Two of us

Come crashing down

Pier on a dead sea

Salt in silence

What all I would do

To float along.

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-samjam

^poem from my new series called Half Finished Poems that I want to share.