Winter woes

The nip in the air is gone

Sorry, the nip is very much here

The enveloping cold

Insulates me from the warmth

And from love

But it is tainted

With toxic fumes.

I sometimes wonder

Will holding my breathe

For a few seconds

Every now and then

Will stop this taint

From spreading to my insides?


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