the sinking orb
a weblog of poems in process
Wednesday, December 28, 2016
year end
Tongues of ice drip
along the wire
the neighbor walks
the dog beneath
fallen water
unnoticed on her overcoat
A car idling
delicious poison
hinges to frost
a spectral door
creeks open in the sky
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