Tattered Streets

A Poem by Neal S

I drag myself through these tattered streets
Neon flashing a melody in the obscene corners of my mind
Shuttering clouds leap to the heavens
Fire painting houses
Through the eyes of my guardian angel
I fly through conversations
The pen
My blood
To the lighting blue moon
To the end of my creation

© 2020 Neal S

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Added on February 3, 2020
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Neal S

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Hello everyone. My name is Neal Sanford and i'm a chef from Tupelo Mississippi. I've been writing for what seems like my entire life but just of late been keeping a record of them. My main focus is po.. more..