when I get this way
at this specific time of year-
when grey is the new black
I try to sleep more
I am out of place-
sitting on the sideline
at the snow-sports prom
no gear
no pass
needing a better jacket
I am intrigued by my unwillingness
to move to a warmer climate
when I get this way
I must mildly enjoy it
No comments:
Post a Comment