so which will it be?

I soak it up now
lizard sprawled in the heat
the warmth a reminder of
how cold my bones
like shivering drums
they were, they are, they beat
loud they become when I forget
but not for long.

I fall to the rock like
gravity
without it I shake
I shiver and beat
the warmth I remember, the work and the heat
but cold asks for nothing and
doesn’t mind me. 

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One thought on “so which will it be?

  1. Love the tone of this piece. You bring the reader up into your head. I really liked:

    “like shivering drums
    they were, they are, they beat
    loud they become when I forget
    but not for long.”

    Like

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