and winter came


barren trees

winter came.

a child born in the month of December

crying out to the world

he has arrived

this infant


sent to wash away tears of a mother

given to her

naked to the world

they cling to each other

her breath his and his her’s

welcome to this world

this December

this darkness.

and as you seek out light

becoming one with the stars

traveling away from mother’s arms

only to return

to become her breath and her’s his

til death do we part.

til death do we part.

oh December

I’ve longed for you

yet feared you as well

this month of one season changing to next

as I do change

and give back what is owed

in December.


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The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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