Freezing. Poem by Miki Byrne

Freezing.

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Freezing.


This cold has teeth.
Gnaws into marrow.
Floods every cell of bone.
Marks out its skeletal path
in creeping aches.
Clogs in traffic jams at joints.
Sits heavily in neck and hip.
Develops weight as if
there is substance in it.
Enough to slow steps.
Place a bend in the spine.

Sunday, January 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: coldness
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