Stll light til half past five
Light pink shades the pree twightlight sky
False alert me thinks
Iowa February worst month of winter
Last year two ninteen one week in seventies
Then sixty before with forty below
Wind chill so cold cracked crappy wall
Low income wall sucks
Still light at half past five better then dark.
Cold or not
Stuck now in Iowa I am
Void of single lesbians
Not where future lays
Onward upward
In spring windows open
Birds sing at morning
Awe singing birds.
