Winter
Look, Look the winter is dancing
in mid hot summer
causing sweat to crystallize on the faces
of daisies, tulips and oak leaves;
Folks are screaming to the Lord
for mercy
for recognition
for more, more, more of something
which name they cannot call;
Dancer drink a toast to themselves
a toast to their beginnings
a toast to their end days;
My heart opens to start the day
cold winds blow slicing the atmosphere
trembling the earth’s center.
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