Frozen bodies
Can’t share warmth
When they’re huddled beneath
The snow of the north
Where life has stopped moving
Or hides somewhere safe
For the whole rest of Winter
They’ll wear the same face
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Frozen bodies
Can’t share warmth
When they’re huddled beneath
The snow of the north
Where life has stopped moving
Or hides somewhere safe
For the whole rest of Winter
They’ll wear the same face