12.28.2012

lonely december bones.

A bleak December as of late, I'd say.  All of a sudden, I feel very small due to friends nestled away in their own neighborhoods far from mine.

recently..
I haven't spoken much, but I have walked far down trails of sleeping oaks and pines.  Some had fallen and their branches reached towards me urging and coaxing me off my path.  In my red coat I trudged onward ignoring their summons. Moving listlessly along. Gliding, almost, as a ghost.

on other days..
Smoke has covered my face and drifted away as bitter winds bit through me.

and now..
Warm in my favorite coffee shop with strangers in funny looking hats and Christmas sweaters and turtlenecks.

Probably only 24 more hours until friends begin slowly returning. I look forward to that.

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