Thursday, January 08, 2015

noseprint to glass


to touch the coldest of days
without leaving the warm foyer
dreading each step
watching ghost lights drift
along the highway slow
careful on this sudden winter
and a sky full of snow
to draw footprints on
an earth full of footprints
to guide life beyond
this beautiful guilded cage
eyes closed to hands rattling
both sides, habit or just shivers
in the cold, the ague of
the longest journey
in a single place

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