Southern Haze

| Musings of a Space Cowboy |

Why?

The moonlit sky has left me

Now, I stare into nothing and wonder.

Why,

Does the warm wind wrap me as I weep

For all that I've lost forever?

Why,

Are there so few stars that shine bright enough

To peek through the southern haze ?

The city wall entombs

My most precious thoughts,

The stench of smoke and leather

Reflects tired tears and famine.

Ruins leave empty rooms

Memories now paintings lost,

Too neurotic for a brother

The glass spins and I fall again.

| Musings of a Space Cowboy # 2 |

Header Image Credit:

The Walking Dead, S8 E16