Psychedelic Frost

Frost bites.

(snowflakes
are [different)
strokes] for (different [folks)
waggin’] their (fingers in my [face)
the truth], you (aren’t as [frail) as
snowflakes]

frost bites

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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