Winter Wind World

Bitterly,
Bruising, fighting, angry
Cold
Doesn’t like my skin or maybe it’s just damned indifferent

Lord knows I’ve played the victim oh so well
Lord knows I’ve laid the victim oh so many times
Singe singing times

Cofee’s cold
Cup don’t insulate
Against this battered plate
Ice flying like fragile dishes
Landing like shattered wishes

Open ears been boxed
to numbness
Reticent to touch
They will suffer in silence

Singe-singing times

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