Choruses and Teddy Bears

Smell of rust and mold and sulfur;
Dank and dour, silent, sick –
Radio sounds somewhere distant,
Cataclysmic bailiwick

Choruses of haunted voices,
Drifting through the urban mist –
Teddy bears that hide in ruins,
Dreamed or maybe
Reminisced

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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