WINTER BREATH

14thDec. × ’17

1.
For the first time this year
I see my breath

Smile a private smile
let it slow me down

Quiet moment externalized
Some things are not to be
kept in

States of being become
making moments unmissed

2.
Water surges beneath the street
small holes only

Man cover only a bad excuse
an unexplained this

Twisted smile
What is underneath?

3.
Among six apples for a crisp
only one peel emerges intact

One winding piece
you remind me of
knowing better but

Remnants discarded
only gather flies

And yet I wonder
tendencies of a decomposer

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