The Derelicts

Like Derelicts they loom over the city, these
Skeletal remains. Two drunkards clasping hands
Because they fear they may come crashing down,
Without a companion by their side.

As the Derelicts sway in time
To the music of winter winds.

© 2016 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

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