feb9th 001


someone is there
out on the doorstep,
waiting to come in
from the cold.

Is it you,
with your countless
unfamiliar faces,
and your menagerie of songs
to ward off
the darkness?

Is it me,
with directions
scrawled on my tongue,
navigating confusion
towards a place that
cannot be found?

9th Feb


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