From every corner of the photograph
flags wave down like cold winter rain as every corner was fill with gloomy faces. strikin frown from every inch of the corners like fire and ice balance like red hot middle and the ice cold corners was at ease
Mean street in Vicksburg stacked to form an Arch to cross over from where the sun no more blossom like back in the city, conquer by the yesterdays and the tomorrows
Days was still like chair in Vicksburg. blossom share back in the day like kids and ice cream did. Eaten up yestersdays and spitten out tomorrow doom to repeat
the great bales of cotton rise up from the ground conquerin todays to set war for yesterday, waitin for tomorrow at the corner of the photograph.
the corner was doom to black shard rose rainin down like waves of ice blocking, sheild on Mean street in Vicksburg
confusion in vicksburg was doom yesterday causing tomorrow and today to spin cyycle, turning today into yesterday and tomorrow into today