zero sense – February 12

2.12.2014

winter fire and the animals

sleep, kitty snugged into

her bed, dog’s back

close against the brick

hearth.

 

wisdom in their resting,

quiet snores from both

affirm hibernation as

the only sensate sense

for below zero.

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