"scshh" poems
A luke warm blanket
That gives a new weight
A rhythmic sequence
Scshh, Scshh, Scshh, Scshh
A frustrated father
A shivering lump
A square glass box of joy.
A communal experience
A comforting one.
Back on dry land, body feels strangely weighted
Mind lighter than before.
Mar 25, 2019
Mar 25, 2019 at 2:45 PM UTC