Chris Walsh (chris_walsh) wrote,
Chris Walsh

Quick poetry for winter

Cold is carried in by all a place's wind.
Cold pushes through, ready to touch much:
To blanket the wintry land, to hug a hug that no one wants to be hugged by.
Cold ignores boundaries; it adds a layer to all things it touches. Cold, of course, doesn't think. If it did, it'd think, smugly and coldly:
I'll win.

* * *

Those words: brought to you by my mentally preparing myself for deeper winter. *bundles up*

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