Hibernation

i am going -


winter


when the wind begins
and the chills fight with hands of life 
and head fills with pneumonic
blue
and crowns 
of cold.


going when i shiver at your presence
as autumn departs 
and my admiration for air vanishes 
as i freeze with empty pockets
at the price of your rising heating bills


going 


going - 



under my covers
until
the invasion's over

Reviews

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. beautiful poetry ...
. now here's a winter poem i love ...