ALLEY OF MY MIND
In the alley
Of my mind
It's cold
And dark
And cluttered
Haunted by the past
I walk
My words will
Fear to utter
Dirty
Filled with broken
Glass
The lonely road I walk
Muddy
Trailed with my tears
The past will ever mock.
FALL, 1972, cj
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