where the only cold breeze is the invisible wind

 

no snow
no falling snow
this gulf december
nights where the
only cold breeze
is the invisible
wind and the
sound of christmas
is a quiet relief
as i dream of random
movements inside
the room where
the only consolation
is a bed on the floor

 

2013

About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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