this evening

Dec 16, 2012 17:24

There is something here.
Something sad and something quiet.
That rolls into the city
On the storms.

It rides the cold front south
Dipping to earth on icy rain.
Slithering into the smoke
Of cigarettes burned to the filter.

A deep inhale
A sigh
And it enters my lungs
Before becoming an
Unwelcome guest in my heart

poetry

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tierfal December 17 2012, 00:25:57 UTC
This is so gorgeous - and a perfect encapsulation both of the way weather affects emotion and just the way sadness moves.

And… are you okay, bb? Can I help? ♥

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tyndall_blue December 17 2012, 00:29:59 UTC
Aww I'm fine. :) Just being my moody self. Tired/stressed/broke. The average workingclass experience

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tierfal December 17 2012, 02:11:22 UTC
Still-! The average workingclass experience really sucks. :< *hugs* ♥♥♥

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tyndall_blue December 17 2012, 02:14:25 UTC
Psh, whatever, I have chicken nuggets so things are looking up. Plus, I'm going through your christmas fic and absolutely dying at the thought of javelin!Falman and NY!Roy. It's kinda nice being really easily entertained. <3

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