Knights (Original)

Poetry By: Erick Flores
Original Photography by: Mikael Svensson
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I think about it all the time
This morning I pondered it all,
The afternoon brought
no visible consolation.
As I sit and look up,
The moon overlooks the dark,
Like a lifeless knight.
Desperation overwhelms me
There is no obvious answer
For what is keeping me up
Tonight, and tomorrow's night
Throughout the lonely nights.

-Erick Flores