winter soulstice

winter soulstice

February 6, 2019 Art Poetry 0

This that cold you can feel all in your bones

The type of cold where after two years of dating you get broken up with over the phone 

That cold where all ya wanna have is sex cause y’all shut up inside stuck at home with your hormones

You feel like you just got clikity clacked upside the head by subzero and slippidy slapped by frozone 

But yo it really is incredible – some kinda beautiful work of martial art 

how pretty the snow looks when the precipitation starts

So I can’t complain 

The snow is still gonna fall just the same 

I admire the beauty 



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