Monday, January 6, 2014

Two Years Ago

white sheet sister looking wind-blown but myself
inside and warm with one leg bent under
threat of seeing someone sad

remember a man at the window inside
looking out at falling snow and now me 
and my man see snow already fallen gone

so lovesick he would never see it stick
the other name i can't remember winter
which one was it was I ok or maybe no

this polar vortex gift of language i heard
actually head the "vortex tentacle" said I
only started with the radio two years ago


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