Thermostat
hands can’t grasp
the blanket of imagination
constantly disappearing
over the horizon
so I wrap my arms
around myself
to stay warm
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hands can’t grasp
the blanket of imagination
constantly disappearing
over the horizon
so I wrap my arms
around myself
to stay warm
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. . .such a marvelous metaphor. It works on so many levels.
Know that feeling!! I agree with Bruce! Love the metaphor!