Friday, October 7, 2011


The winter of my dis
Content has not yet
Arrived & already
More snow than usual
Is predicted these are
The kinds of prophecy
That drive me mad
Why spoil my autumnal
Interlude my season of
Joy with an armchair
Weather report fore
Casting the onslaught
Of Hell now they blame
The groundhog so's I'm
Afraid to see my own
Silhouette & if I can't
See my shadow how
Am I to know the
Direction my day will
Eventually take


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