A cold day; spring seems to have retreated
Snowfall in Scotland and Northern Ireland
Sporadic rain in Manchester; I hid
Under my hood as I walked and listened
To music through headphones. Once more the sound
Of longing, disappointment, anger, soul
Reflects the inner self that remains bound
To this body that to most if not all
Seems at least okay if not wonderful
It’s nice, I guess, to stay beneath this lid
It’s comforting, though few can understand
But it’s really not too bad, on the whole
I’ve paid my dues, so let me spend my bread
Roaming at will, wanderer on the land
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