Day 8
this
this
this
Day 9
hunker as state of mind
we resist the crytalized world
with pictures of fireplaces
shiver and find no relief
in this abuse of imagination
Day 10
these days a sprung circuit and coil
counting nothing as we forget
the taste of Spring refusing to embrace
the pristine glamor blanketed
in clear amber
Tag Archives: January
w.
this wilderness: engineered
this cold season: systematic
these footsteps mishmash
in frozen mud lead off
toward the approaching sun
j.
and just like that: worn away
under an assault of rising waters
a cold wet season crawls in
on the backs of irritated starlings