a sudden flood of emotions;
and emotional overload.
and then, just as sudden,
emotions scattered
to the four winds;
far beyond any chance
ever feeding off these
emotions, ever again.
breaking a few eggs
just to make a point
seemed quite pointless
to all those hens
having laid all those eggs.
style is irrelevant.
style becomes lost between
up, down, and between
sheets of less and more.
no need becoming over wrath
in shades of style lying naked
between the here and now
in that cold winter air.
and today: Feb 15, 2019, more snow, and
of course, cold with wind.
even 4X4s finding the going tough.
and more of same in forecast.
wonderful is a dog
eating its fill of
pancakes with butter.
not all questions have answers.
as soon as we understand this,
we'll be on the road to recovery.
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