the wind hisses
insistently it pulls at the storm windows
the metal door handles unlatch
clattering around the old farmhouse
the trees bend as my mind churns
upon the green painted floorboards
my back aches
from prior heaving and lurching with another
human animal
i feel so solemn today.
Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 9:01 PM UTC
the wind hisses
insistently it pulls at the storm windows
the metal door handles unlatch
clattering around the old farmhouse
the trees bend as my mind churns
upon the green painted floorboards
my back aches
from prior heaving and lurching with another
human animal
i feel so solemn today.
