December Poems
full of the gray sky I see
through my window each day,
framed by trees bare and still,
guardians of a frozen walk.
The room is cold, so are my fingers,
my face beneath their touch
is a shout across a pond,
a devil�s crack inside a mirror.
I wear black for absent rainbows,
for stars that cannot see the world
that is near, but numb.
December 5, 2005
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