DECEMBER



Moonlight
On a flooded field

Coat blown
Open to December's
Weather

Warmer
Than summer

Something
Has turned

Inside her

Nothing
Is as it was

Before
The hurt

Kindness
Spurned goodness
Repudiated

She is uncertain now
Of everything

All that she trusted

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