DEATH IN WINTER
Day spend in bed reading,
drifting through an alien winter;
day spend in mourning
people and mistakes
that kill and estrange people;
day spend drinking coffee
black as the night and the mind,
day spend with closed curtains
to hide from the gray light and the dark.
Day and life, life and day alike.
16.10.2019
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