It is cold
A shiver runs through my body
Alone, secluded
I let the shiver awaken
My chest and arm
A mexican wave of sorts
within me.
Too lazy,
the sweater
ten steps away
seems comforting.
Yet who has the time
to take eyes off
this electronic visual display
The LCD screen glaring,
innumerous tabs,
innumerous windows.
I stay fixed
Another shiver runs through me.
uuhh…Almost got a migraine because of that weather!
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