Having spent the last couple of weeks, off and on, in a state of cold, I conclude that most of the time I was, in fact, warm, with a body temperature a great deal in excess of 37 degrees Celcius.
Who namned it cold in the first place?
Whispers
Voices in the wind
Wind voices
Wind wind wind – voices
Voice wind voice wind
Voice of wind
Wind of voices
Wind
Voice
Wind
Incomprehensible
Scattered
Like life
Silent friend
Without prejudice or demand
My silent friend never leaves my side
Never shouts; never hurts; ever steadfast:
Loneliness
Where I left off
Million pieces of broken heart
Crystalline, metallic, frozen
There is no picking up
Undulating personality or round character?
For what it’s worth, Jacob, I think your signature is pretty.
