February - Bill Christophersen

Larry Robinson Lrobpoet at sonic.net
Sat Feb 13 05:01:46 PST 2021


February

The cold grows colder, even as the days 
grow longer, February's mercury vapor light 
buffing but not defrosting the bone-white 
ground, crusty and treacherous underfoot. 
This is the time of year that's apt to put 
a hammerlock on a healthy appetite, 
old anxieties back into the night, 
insomnia and nightmares into play; 
when things in need of doing go undone 
and things that can't be undone come to call, 
muttering recriminations at the door, 
and buried ambitions rise up through the floor 
and pin your wriggling shoulders to the wall; 
and hope's a reptile waiting for the sun.

	- Bill Christophersen



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