Thursday, November 11, 2010

After the pouring rain

Soft, slick, slithering coils
Thick, throbbing
Dragging
Wending, winding
Further, further
Deeper, deeper
Into that cave

A warm cave
A cosy cave
A comfortable cave
Inviting

Outside
In cold air
Seeing other caves

But maybe
Just maybe

Preferring the cold

[2004]
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