It is through
eating
that
is how you run away
from snow
if you persist with
feeding
and drinking
there will
be neither
time
nor space
for anything
to settle
on
to block off
your roads
out
to close
the schools
of scientific
thought
to burst
the pipes
with
melancholy
in a cold
flood of childhood
and
black ice
for in
the gluttony
is our
temporary escape
a subtle
easing
which
at the time
seemed
worth
making
a run for
written Spring 2021 by
Stephen Lumb
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