Sunday, March 18, 2012

Sonnet For Winter, 48 Comments

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There is nothing out there; draw the curtain close.
Those are only to lull you -- grass, dirt, puddle, sky.
Not that your potted plant, pet songster are any less false.
Fall into yourself, sink into your own black hole.
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Shah Imran 23 October 2017

I can feel the bite of winter when reading this.

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