It’s not a lie to bring them inside
and pretend spring
with central heating
drying sad eyes and itching skin
at least they offer a semblance
of a truth balefully missed
though the distant future
still promises such
current hands are hamfisted
in the art of wish fulfilment
Jan 22, 2021
Jan 22, 2021 at 12:08 PM UTC
It’s not a lie to bring them inside
and pretend spring
with central heating
drying sad eyes and itching skin
at least they offer a semblance
of a truth balefully missed
though the distant future
still promises such
current hands are hamfisted
in the art of wish fulfilment
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