soft silent
sifting of flakes
fell upon my shoulders
as the crunch under my
feet echoed off the house
next door
i am curled up
right now
with a bottle of
jameson a shot
glass & a cat
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2 comments:
Nice image. Missing snow here in the midwest.
"i am curled up
right now
with a bottle of
jameson a shot
glass & a cat"
Greatness.
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