He stood out in the cold
Admiring the world around him
He used to heat up everything.
Somebody turned that off.
Now he's just cold.
What a shame
He's a lovely space heater.
Somebody just needs to turn it on again.
Or maybe just share some.
Who knows?
He doesn't.
YOU ARE READING
Fragments
PoetryShorter poems and stories that don't quite have enough to justify a place in the other poetry book. NOTE: This probably won't be updated again if ever, sorry. Don't think it's right to subject a work to length checks. -ceejay
