party piece
When I was first alone
I cut off all my hair
time turned upside down
sleeping in the day
sleepless all night long
world service mornings
warmed by the rayburn
with a cat for comfort.
For weeks my fingers were so cold.
I'd touch faces -
people would recoil
at my icy icy hands.
It was my party piece...
Anthony Emmerson
Sun 30th Sep 2012 10:50
Hi Ann,
Cold hands, warm heart. It shows.
Regards,
A.E.