Shawn L. Bird

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poem- slow January 4, 2017

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:31 pm
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I’m moving through molasses

going slowly,

thinking like my thoughts are spilled ink

too dark to decipher.

Winter weather draws the sky closer,

closeting us in cloud,

so much white is blinding.

Days are short, but oh, so, slow

and cold.

 

 

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