Bleak
That’s where it’s at
Bleak.
Never scene a bleaker street
Never seen a bleak so sweet
That you can feel
Feel the shush and the hum
Resonating, resonating in your lungs;
In your bones.
Resonating, resonating in the…
Bleak.
Beautiful, is what it was.
Simply, breathtakingly, beautiful.
But then one thinks to write it down
and all is lost
– in thought.
In all its faults
And all its faults,
Beautiful.

 

Photo courtesy of: #ToyPhotographer

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