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Week 01: winter blues

 
 
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1.
another new year
hangovers throb on the porch
the day will get worse.

2.
my faults like hail stones
beggars soaked in bruising cold
poor them. Bad me. So!

3.
everything goes wrong
You ordered me to head north
welcome to the south!

4.
it’s not about me
water murmurs like a stream
where can the bridge be?

5.
i suffocate you
bow to avoid eye contact
too late, i am seen.

6.
when does a new week start?
the cold sky is blue inside.
perhaps it starts now.