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Talk of Snow
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Talk of Snow
It's cold again
and there is talk of snow
The neighbor, come for her packages
stands chatting in the wind
more out of obligation than interest
I am only half out the door
wishing she would go away
so I can close the door to the cold
It seeps in through my skin as if
I am no more than a paper shell
a wasps' nest or a folded boat
It all seems
so overwhelming
today
There is little money
and less food
and it's so damned hard to stay warm
I want for a place to rest
a place to settle for a moment and escape
to dream a little and forget
this bitter, haunting cold
It's cold again
and there is talk of snow
The neighbor, come for her packages
stands chatting in the wind
more out of obligation than interest
I am only half out the door
wishing she would go away
so I can close the door to the cold
It seeps in through my skin as if
I am no more than a paper shell
a wasps' nest or a folded boat
It all seems
so overwhelming
today
There is little money
and less food
and it's so damned hard to stay warm
I want for a place to rest
a place to settle for a moment and escape
to dream a little and forget
this bitter, haunting cold
A bit melodramatic, I know, but some days are like that.
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so great. eloquent. really. it's profound and humble and was a joy to read.