It's Still Life

JOURNEY’S END IN COUPLETS

Summer finished,
and I stopped.

Parked up next to
weedy rail tracks, 

and houses with 
empty window boxes.

The air seemed 
a sickness. 

From the start,
this was journey’s end.

for Visual Verse Daily on Instagram.  Image is from 
Ashraful Pranto @ashrafboy Poem © Misky 2020