"An Ode to the Unforevering of Cruel Winters
Yesterday’s windows are covered with old, yellowed newspapers.
Uninscribed tombstones etched into the palms of tomorrow’s hands.
It can be tricky figuring out what day it is or what new challenges each week will bring.
Uncertainty has a daughter whose body is smoke and ash. Her eyes, numb and numberless.
She tells me the heart is no place for a graveyard. Burned wires, no place for a bed.
Words spill out of her mouth like wilted lilies.
I gather the flowers and offer them as cold comfort to the ghosts that dress in the tangled bedsheets of these surreal days.
Let’s hope this cruel winter doesn’t last forever. "
--Rich Ferguson via
"light the fire
winter rain
summer eve
a seagull's cry"
--@poemexe.com
David Bowie and Catherine Deneuve playing chess on the set of The Hunger, 1983.
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