when April sun sparks
your desire for snow
when you rail silently
no more no more no
when damp gray days
tumble like gravel
crushing you beneath
their fog-blurred hours
empty yet you are not
there yet you must be
grab them yes force them
yes back into their proper
places or dwell forever
in a shower of April sun
longing for cold blue light
(c) 2019, by Hannah Six
Image: keialein/Pixabay
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