Bones limber with ice
and
joints glazed with frost.
You bow and bend
with the screeching wind
and it burns--
scratches your face
with long
curling fingers.
These days are
stay in bed
cold.
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I know I haven't written in a while! Sorry! I'd give excuses, but I've really got none.
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Cool. Dark and cute at the same time.
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This has got a Zen like quality to it. I can almost feel the cold air coming through my computer. Will continue to read your posts.
ReplyDeleteThe next 4 months are stay in bed cold - such a great line.
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