A Cold State of Being
Published March 10, 2010 | 
">Bruce WhealtonA Cold State of Being
Winter hangs on
in bare skeletal trees
in cold nights,
in the south,
in March.
It hangs on within me
like a state of being
and I cannot help but doubt
if there will be warmth
and life within me
ever
again.
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