cold
freezing my skin
my bones
the blood in my veins
oddly
it burns
burns like a lightning fire in the dry season
violent
unforgiving
deadly
fear laces with the cold
but is smothered by the heat
and you stand there
cheap coffee poised in your hand
telling me
to put on another coat
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Poetry Book 2
Şiirjust a bunch of poetry, started january of 2020. we'll see how far it takes us. I basically just post random ass poems I create, not in any promised order. it just happens. this is book two - I stopped book one after one hundred poems. I think I'll...
