Distant motes of light concealed by the distant past. Distant worlds as were. Giuseppe Gillespie – October 2021
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Dead beams breaking dawn; shadow fought the light and lost, cycle starts anew. Giuseppe Gillespie – October 2021
Carcasses of trees, stripped bare and barren; to fill storefront showcases. Giuseppe Gillespie – October 2021
Rainwater lapping about open window still under a white moon. Giuseppe Gillespie – October 2021
Existence on trial, as we burn away this home to make more plastic. Giuseppe Gillespie – October 2021
Raindrop carried wind shimmering through reflections of light-filled teardrops. Giuseppe Gillespie – October 2021
Azure skies calling. Ocean image reflected in varying shades. Giuseppe Gillespie – October 2021
Cigarette butts’ burn as poison fills blackened lungs, shaving off life’s years. Giuseppe Gillespie – October 2021
Heavy eyes laden with fatigue stalk the moonlight searching for answers. Giuseppe Gillespie – October 2021
The stray winter wind steals coldly our shallow breath. A toll for a toil. Giuseppe Gillespie – October 2021
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