Monday, January 3, 2011

December 17 Poem

is this
your song
of winter

it is
cold and
hard to swallow

it covers everything
in heavy layers
of nostalgia

and melancholy
such that
i cannot sing it

so lay it down
and i will make one
of my own

a brief refrain
an epitaph
for my footprints
swallowed whole.

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