Andrew Taylor – Poem

Neek

A coldness
large and white
like a Russian Winter

It’s the gap
that does it
the wait

for a new elusive
ideal summer

the thermometer
doesn’t show it
the calendar does

such vulnerability
a transient work
this will not
sort your head out

take the window seat
it is actually a pew

with the selling
of the gold
there was talk
of security

but there never was
security

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