A log of the magnificent journey across the vast sea of my imagination. |
| cold penetrates beneath the layers of clothing freezing, awful, gripping, winter bulbous nose is clogged by curds of snot running, salty, sniffling, February licking mucus from frozen upper lip shivering, nasty, flowing, constant spitting out gurgling wads of phlegm hacking, coughing, sneezing, incessant Notes on the Mobius form of poetry ▶︎ |