‘bring your christmas decorations in’   fickle february melts then brings back the snow under a dead eye i walk counter-clockwise time flies with the crow and at the corner           a myriad of directions           only one choice. baby jesus left outside from the manger did he make much noise i sympathize shunned for reliance upon my own voice does plastic skin still tremble will it ever warm           taken inside? mary and joseph say the wind slays on days like these i walk along tongue full of daggers.  * #barflypoet #josephapinto www.josephpinto.com © Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved. * 'From My Front Steps,' 'Scotch and Scars' and 'A Distilled Spirit' poetry collections available in paperback and ebook on Amazon. * www.etsy.com/shop/JosephPinto --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/joseph-pinto3/support