The sound of my voice
Just now
I thought
I would write that
Half as much is enough
Maybe less
No breath in the trees
It's cold
There is heat in the registers though
&
Color on the postcard on the table
Swatches of ice fishing barracks
In
A
Line
Red
Yellow
Purple
Reminiscent of training companies at Fort Dix, NJ in the 1960s
Below the tree line
- -
Below the blue heaven