Freezing fog Ices over the bog Of suburbs Sleeping sound Crows perch on Dead branches At the edge Of the streets Cawing effervescently In the obscuring frost It floats and cloaks Unwithering And stopping still Sunlight
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Calling Connecticut
Calling Connecticuit I’m calling Connecticuit again Calling Connecticuit to talk to friends I’m calling Connecticuit again Calling to say I’m sorry it had to end Lucy from the Navy wasn’t in I called her to tell her no one wins Lucy from the Navy wasn’t in I called to see if she was with himContinue reading “Calling Connecticut”
