Nights Like These

Douglas Caraballo Mahairas
1 min readDec 20, 2023

A Poem

Photo by Zac Ong on Unsplash

The clouds hang atop the city within a bruised sky
like milk wavering within a glass.
A monetary temple cuts the viscous night where starlight reverberates just out of eyeshot.
On nights like these I no longer wish to be in the world — but i believe — only for a lack of money and recognition. And That
is about as honest as I have ever been with myself.
I fall back into dreams and the cooing images of my ego’s…