Fremont Street

A closemouthed yell

Frozen shoulders

Discolored devotion

Rooms of separation

Constant agitation

No pets and flowerless

Dingy naked walls

A thousand square feet

Once lovers

Overnight room mates

Raised palm

Defining purple bruises

Ocean of tears

Packed bags

Never returning

to Fremont Street


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13 Comments

  1. Love it! It kinda describes Fremont Street in Las Vegas streets away from the Fremont Street Experience and the Fremont East District where I lived for three years . Thank you for making a poem out of the street and if I didn’t do it before, thank you for liking my post on what to wear to a hockey game .

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