dogs on a frosty morning. a poem.

you felt the sun for the first
time since forever
and ran, the frozen air
freedom’s heist
on a cooped up soul
and on the slow jaunt back
home, frost clung to the bare
branches reaching desperate
and shimmering wild
toward the light

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