a poem by Marcia Schechinger, USA - poetry writer, author, poet

Stars stare
glazed with moonlight mist
Moon slivered crescent
barely hangs in sky
Wooden swing rough and worn
need for coat of paint
Tattered yard want for mow
wind blows yellowed veins
Sweat of hair clutches neck
again the showers broke
Ungroomed, unkempt in this silence
"F" this world
and all its longings
I want no more beauty
until I'm free of feelings
Or the world says
I love you
and means it

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