Nothing Today


–It’s Just a Silent Day

As far as winter goes, that bench is gone.

The roads are gone.

We are gone.

There’s nothing today,

Just a thick coating of silence

As we lay under grime and snow

Staring up at an oblivious sky.

We think of you,

And wonder when you’ll come to join us.

More company–yes–would make us joyous.

(But it’s for the best if you simply avoid us . . .)


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