Chilled Poem by soren Barrett
Chilled
Cold comes as a fog rolling in slowly, penetrating through cloths like water
seeping steadily to the bone
Muscles locked doors, under frigid drafts pour or' threshold cracks shaking the building with its force
Stiff with frost, joints creek in a home frozen, icy air through chimney groans
Stagnant behind barred windows there is no release
Glass fogs to where only gray can be seen
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