Thursday, January 29, 2015

the second month

with one kick of your boot
you swing
and knock January out
the door
of this new year.
February,
with your wind
and snow, your ice.
it's fine.
I can do 28 more days
of this lack of love
and sunshine standing
on my head. but
there is always a birthday
to be had, so grim,
and that awful day
called valentine.

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