Happy Holidays!

wintering in Indiana

Experimenting with Roman Numerals Day XXten+II

3 brief trifles , born of ice , dying of inaneness :

Then the ice came , the ice i say , the ice ; and the ice lay heavy on my body , my cold inert body , like your whispers lay on my broken heart ; your crass murmuring ; your heartless jests ; the barbs that you flung my way stuck fast to my heart like the icicles now form on the tip of my nose , and only because i am thoroughly tongue-tied can i not throw back the insults you have laid heavy on my lethargic and blue heart ; the muscle that once beat strong feeding on the warmth that ebbed from your spiritual being now drubs on like a weak and broken tom tom ; a toy drum because i guess the love never was real , it was phantom-love , a pseudo and generic thing doomed to poop out and melt to a puddle , like the ice that encases my freezing body will someday , maybe next spring , with the thaw , my body ... frozen ; my love forgotten ; it will melt away , and i will defrost ; rot and seep into the dirt ; become one with dirt and forget love because love is hard , crueler and harder then the teeth that gnaw the dirt , the worm teeth of the worm i have become !

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Needles ... spiky green needles , and they are right there , now !

Only , when you are in a hurry , and the needles are a detriment , then for the love of giant extinct sloths ! cripes ! The damned needles .

Of course when you need a needle , a spiky green needle , there never is a one . But now , needles ! Everywhere . Save us from the needles ; go and needle another and leave me be , you cursed needles from hades ! Ahg , another needle !

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i love you , Filbert ; i will watch you grow in distortion ; you will be green and twist about yourself unsure of direction , but the fun is in the journey not the destination ; you will spread and you will flower and you will attempt immortality by way of your precious catkins ; others might grow taller , straighter ; but none will be closer to heaven or my heart .

whatever , it is snowing now .

The snow , the snow . The snow . Snow snow snow snow snow . Snow .
Snow is a funny word , now that i look at it . All alone . Look at it ... alone :


snow


Who comes up with these words !???