A Poet's Dying Breath
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Snow keeps coming.
Little by little
It piles up
And drives us
Farther and farther indoors.
I don't want to go
Anywhere today.
Which is handy,
Since I have a paper
To bust out.
To work!
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