I Didn’t Come Here To Unpack

I Didn’t Come Here To Unpack

written by: Rando Mithlo

I didn’t come here to unpack
Broke a pencil into this test
What concession cost us more
With love like shuttered stores
In shapeless shade
Renewal fades
Walls sink into weedy graves
With thoughts we would recover soon
I’d labor under this pretense
Shards sparkle across the fields
Illuminate the many breaks
Scraped of paint
A mural ghost
Birds move through the vacancies
Long halls of opposing doors
Rusty latches, hinges loose
Pry to force open a way
Misguided what we’re bound to prove
Chances come in dusty clouds
Deposit dry In murky flight
Diffused rays of sun push though
Crucially missed
We clearly knew
Everyday to shred the drapes
Peering so far down the pike
I didn’t want to settle in
Some wooden fence we’d hide behind

Please leave this field empty

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G. Rod Hamilton

Artist and Writer from Los Angeles currently living in Indiana - the bulk of my writings are short stories and poems that deal with a range of subjects including: emotional distress, strange happenings, thrillers and suspense stories.

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