10 am
Wednesday.
It’s cold
Only a little
And over us
The clouds are biting
Only a little
Out of the blue of the sky.
10:02
Wednesday
It’s too cold
My toes are numb
And the fence is crisping
Under a half finished
Sun.
10:15
We are crying
On a parched ground
As if
We didn’t laugh
Over breakfast.
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 9:36 PM UTC
10 am
Wednesday.
It’s cold
Only a little
And over us
The clouds are biting
Only a little
Out of the blue of the sky.
10:02
Wednesday
It’s too cold
My toes are numb
And the fence is crisping
Under a half finished
Sun.
10:15
We are crying
On a parched ground
As if
We didn’t laugh
Over breakfast.