Friday, April 7, 2017

The House Inside

coldness permeates skin layers,
warmth inside turns chilly,
eye mourn the loss of sun,
fingers write words of forgiveness,
silent teeth chatter endlessly,
toes curl in frightful reticence,
ears listen for reappearing heat
from the vents high in the sky,
cats move slowly throughout the house
noticing glazed over windows as they pass,
and I speculate the days to come
will prevent us from going outside.

                                                                                                                      4Feb17

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