Housebound
H0USEBOUND
my god! i‘m housebound
another sip of coffee
outside? Imagine
it’s fourteen below zero
I’m tiptoeing through the snow
squirrels are watching me
birds with feathers all fluffed out
barefooted i sink,
touch feet on the icy ground
god no! rather be housebound
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2014
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