the warmth

there was chill of bone and will and when i ran
the head of ice’s wind and piercing shrilled my name

, but i was warm all the while and afterwards, and long
after that for the day was long and still well remembered,
and the night for now is — still

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5 thoughts on “the warmth

  1. A not-zombie-poem. It is the experience of you running and the aftereffects and the rhythm and slight ornateness of tone make it very enjoyable.

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