Only four days old
already it's a fixture—
A blanket of snow.
A little water,
the frigid grasp of winter—
A broken bike lock.
The cold attacks me
but it offense is thwarted.
An armor of fur.
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Dear Alex, is there a RSS/Atom feed to your blog? W.
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