December 28, 2020
SOUNDS LIKE
The dog barks,
the train whistles,
the radiator rattles,
the December cold
combines with everything metal,
and you’re just sitting there,
snoring. You haven’t said
a thing new since November.
Where are you as we come
to the end of this worst of years?
the train whistles,
the radiator rattles,
the December cold
combines with everything metal,
and you’re just sitting there,
snoring. You haven’t said
a thing new since November.
Where are you as we come
to the end of this worst of years?
© Andy Costello, Reflections 2020
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