Remaining days dwindle,
and empty aches loom over
the coming sojourn

Though distance will hurt,
the sustenance will remain
from previous weeks

Cool rooms
like barriers
wither

About andrewwhiting

A sentimental and sarcastic poet, lover of language, traveling and nature (not a fan of the Oxford comma).
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