Daily Archives: April 14, 2011

Erosion of Warmth

Settle dark around the light,
close it in and shrink it tight.

Wind that scrubs warmth free from skin
needs no sand to wear it thin.

Water sucks and bleeds us dry —
pockets of pain, then we die.

Heart that slows blood’s steady flow,
downshift of the status quo.

Of all the ways of growing cold
perhaps the best is growing old.

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