Neon Tombstone

A brick wall etched with the claws of natures’ age
anonymous in a forest of buildings
towering red woods of steel
and neon glare from fast food islands
delicately dying with each new day
taking its architects to the grave
and standing as eternal tombstone

My latest work, No Cure for Shell Shock, is a collection of short stories and poetry. It’s available as an eBook and a paperback here.

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