It felt cold again today
as I scraped a little ice on the car
for the daily journey
my fingers ached a touch as winter spoke,
but no brine soaked my skin to crack,
no frozen gun barrel bullied my neck,
forced my unready body
to a too small boat,
crammed where fears of all ages merged,
and hope drowned
It felt cold again today
Nov 25, 2021
Nov 25, 2021 at 1:20 PM UTC
It felt cold again today
as I scraped a little ice on the car
for the daily journey
my fingers ached a touch as winter spoke,
but no brine soaked my skin to crack,
no frozen gun barrel bullied my neck,
forced my unready body
to a too small boat,
crammed where fears of all ages merged,
and hope drowned
It felt cold again today
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