town of forgotten poets

there he was

arriving on main street

carrying a backpack

and a suitcase

both stuffed with

papers

“WELCOME TO THE TOWN

OF FORGOTTEN POETS.”

said the shadows that

watched from the

windows

of nearby buildings

He didn’t like the

sound of their

voices

but he sighed

and dragged his

tired feet along

they were almost as

tired as his soul

and just as hurt

He'll have to live on the

streets,

for the town

was overpopulated

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