He is at my Window

He comes to me from the nighttime coldon my ivy snow doorstep and me at my windowComes in big boots and coatsComes in with haircut gossip and grey rumoursMy wrinkle body is old and slow and silent listeningHe is a lonesome traveller blowing from north to east outsideHe is the fearless knight to save prostitute […]

Waiting with Cold Hands

He comes to me from the nighttime coldon my ivy snow doorstep and me at my windowCome in big boots and coatsCome in with haircut gossip and grey rumoursMy wrinkle body is old and slow and silent listeningHe is a lonesome traveller blowing from north to east outsideHe is the fearless knight to save prostitute […]