Laura Gibson – Wintering

in the coming days
i may take to flight
circling the trees
like a bird bound south
always fall back down
on my lazy wings
to the frozen ground
to my apathy

in the coming days
don't you be surprised
if i hibernate
if i hide my eyes
if you find me down
some dark hideaway
we could wait around
could watch the shadows change

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