Ghost towns are mere shadows.

Street poetry about rural life.

In a ghost town.

Idk.

Her humanitarianism went unrewarded.

A fire that will not stop.

I’ve been had!

A man answers a Room For Rent ad by visiting a town that seems vacant and witnesses supernatural happenings.

Like cowboy poetry? Want to visit a ghost town where the ghosts still linger? Here’s a lyric you won’t want to pass up.

Poem.