• poetryforlifeforever


They say winter is the coldest

no telling the temperature

so stay away

Winter now, white snow

with biting air

my hands being sawed

Scarfed like a mummy

i walk about

for today's errands

Wooden faces i see

some ruddier than others

eyes chiseled

Feels like the cold

is drunk with blood

can't see its blade

But, you can feel it

underneath the white


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