Cold Night
August 16th, 2014It’s cold tonight. Not just a little chill, but a deep kind of cold that’s made its way into my bones. The joints all feel heavy and frozen like needing to crack my knuckles without the catharsis of a pop.
There’s not much out there tonight it seems. Despite drinking the heavier half of a coffee pot; sleep invades. Acquiescence nears, and I dream of warmth.
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