March 26

To continue my appreciation and love of words, this sums up the bleak days of March:

grey days
fit stagnant like
an ancient sweatshirt
dull
life colored in monochromatic
blue-grey
hands on clocks tick
monotonous regularity
rise
eat
rest
labor in between
lung muscles too weak to yell
only breathe lightly
life could escape
through a large
sigh

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