Jeremy C Kester

a poem

If I could stay warm
And pass this winter by
The world living on
As I sit by the fire light
Snow and cold blanketing
Choice tempts this desire
Against the alternative
Chattering teeth
Slippery paths
Death awaits there
In its season
Yet though warm beckons
I don’t see what choice
Allows me this living death
Of avoidance
For I must go
And embrace the cold

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