I was watching
Your woods
As they filled
With snow
And softly
Sweeping wind and flake
Yielded
To horse-bells.
Forgive me.
They were lovely
So dark
And so deep.
I have eaten the death
For which I could not stop
But who kindly stopped for me
Please forgive me
He knew no haste
His house a swelling of the ground
Which you were probably saving for breakfast
I have eaten the baby shoes
That were for sale
I was watching
Your woods
As they filled
With snow
And softly
Sweeping wind and flake
Yielded
To horse-bells.
Forgive me.
They were lovely
So dark
And so deep.
Per @jpweiland.bsky.social, the number of new infections a day has increased by ~40%, and the number of people currently infected has jumped to 1 in every 39.
btw
we fixed
the spaces
getting trimmed
from the start of the
post, so that you can do
your text based art without
the app messing it up on you
btw
we fixed
the spaces
getting trimmed
from the start of the
post, so that you can do
your text based art without
the app messing it up on you