A Chill (Original Poetry)

A strange kenopsia,

Screaming silence
An absence of color.
Old and rusted.

Frozen at a past time
As all stands still.
Memories left behind,
Causing a chill.

For day 14 of #AugustFalls hosted by @fallspoetry on Instagram and Twitter.

 

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