Fresh Static Poem by Maya Hanson
Fresh Static
There used to be
smoke and gunshots
when I heard your name
Chaos would reign
when I closed my eyes
There used to be
the bangs of cannons and
lightning and drums
Now it's fresh static,
a picture coming loose from its frame
I know I should envy the quiet
but I want all the noise in the world
Tuesday, November 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life,love,memories
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