art hope kindness

Night Poem: Cold

timid nightfall
mosquito symphonies
a faint music
down the country road
receding rainfall
wailing babies,
a caravan homesick
out in the immense cold
drenched wall
wet mattresses
midnight ticks
but all homeless struggle in the cold


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