Friday, December 16, 2011

Haiku for the week

The wind goes through us,
Hollow men, struggling homeward
Without thought or feeling.

The last few days have been brutal here. A couple of times I've actually been woken up, an hour or so before dawn, by the din of the wind raging around my apartment building. 

I usually manage to leave the longjohns in the drawer until January, but they've had to come out early this year.

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