Today,
Today the sun was out,
I couldn’t believe my eyes.
Days had passed,
Months by the wayside,
And I was punished with overcast skies.
I reflected back,
On countless tries.
Attempts at joy,
My phrasebook of lies.
Tomorrow’s the day,
Onward lies the answer.
A short burst of ecstasy,
Before the frigid gusts sap you like cancer.
Sun deprived,
Months inside.
Lost in yourself,
Without a guide.
As the joints slowly stiffen,
Petrified.
But there’s an open door,
To a shimmering shore.
Let me rot no more,
For sunny days are in store.
No longer will I shiver,
Bemoan or suffer,
Long gone are the bad days,
That only get rougher.
For what haunted my dreams,
Was a great black oak.
Menacing voices and tar colored smoke.
But it was only until today, when I awoke,
That my fears were gone, the spell was broke.
The Oak’s limbs cracked and began to splinter,
And I smiled to myself
“God damn, am I glad I survived another winter.”
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