When the Spring Thaw Comes

by Ivan M. Granger


Original Language English

Something they
won't tell you —

That book of sins
you hide
beneath your pillow
matters
not at all.

When the spring thaw comes
we all go mad
and shred it,
tossing love notes
left and right
scribbled on the scraps.

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When the Spring