Monday, January 6, 2014

i hate winter

sometimes
when you go outside
on a cold
January
morning,
the cloud of
heat escaping
from your mouth
and you
stand still
and the wind
has settled,
when there is no
rustle in the trees
from birds
or wild life,
you can hear
the collective
murmuring
of the masses,
cursing as one,
as they scrape
the windshields
of their cars
free of ice,
I hate winter,
I hate winter
I hate winter.

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