Life, Leaking

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The stars shine in my winter sky.

 ‘Perfect,’ opens my lips,

 I watch where I remain.

Cashmere clings to the slope of my shoulder,

I am lost in a storm of ice —

cold expanse, longer shadows, I am not prepared to see.

 Was it — is this — my all?

I think I will stay here where it is warm,

sparkling frost glazing my eyes,

holds me firmly —

like rusted steel on the garden gate.

I will not quit.

Will not. Quit.

Cold, it is in me.

This is where I am.

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copyright © Kelly Huntson and findingwhatssweet.com 2015-2017. All rights reserved.

 

*originally published Jan. 2017

Thank you for reading,

With much love,

Kelly

xxx

 

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