winter is mind numbingly long
staring at the icicles
they dove down like pool splash
from the overwhelmed roof
formed a curtain to
shield my tiresome eyes
from the morning haze

sometimes they look like
a baby’s temper tantrum tears
sometimes they glare at me like
a group of flying darts
sometimes they bloom like
frozen dandelions

winter is mind numbingly long
today they resemble
my hair turned grey overnight
I should have kept



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