The River Walk Poem by Christopher Fladd

The River Walk



Endless
Our
The lost souls
Walking

Classic
We demons
We angels
Talking

Inside our waking dreams
Seemingly seamless
Caressing existence
Each One
Alone is love
Or drinking

From the Hyatt by the riverside

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Christopher Fladd

Christopher Fladd

Charlottesville VA
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