tea
sinking snow
my falling eyes
these lemon lips
hiding
broken teeth
a clenched jaw
a wicked secret
an awful
nothing else to see
but the cold being chased away
and called back in again
feb is going to be a royal bitch, i can feel it. well,uh, at least its the shortest month ever and then spring break will follow shortly.
2 Comments:
Febuary is also the lamest month
6:58 AM
that is true, it is very lame. i used to be fond of it, but as i almost described in my poem, i don't like the fluctuaction of coldness and warmness. if its cold then, cool, snow to play in! and if it is warm, then awesome-sweater weather! but this back and forth makes the snow too close to the ground and sweaters succeptable to wind punches.
9:14 AM
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