Nothing is sweeter
than these sounds
at three thirty
on a Tuesday
the ticking of the clock,
the dog's bark,
the cock's tale—
the end of cozy, frozy
December,2025
(Re) discovering,
romanticizing the discoveredz
in darker zonez..
'Heard melodies are sweet,
but those unheard are sweeter.'
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