I am smothered, SMOTHERED,
Drowning in thick layers of wool,
A scarf wound round my face,
My mouth, my eyes--
I am blind, choking
Thick wool filling my mouth,
Dragging me down, down,
Down into the deeps,
Struggling, scratching, screaming,
"Help HELP"--but the wool
Stuffs my cries,
Smothering, strangling,
Silence.
(Something I thought of while bundling up for winter.)
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