A Dying fly
A fly spins like a child’s top on its thin wings,
Lacking strength to lift an inch off the colorless tile
floor.
An Icicle
An icicle drips high above
A running car;
Three feet of pointed glass
Dripping on it.
Old Christmas Lights
Old Christmas lights uncurl, revealing
The rusted metal railing underneath
Their bulbs of blinking white.
An Old Sock
A once sky blue, but
Now grayed, ankle sock lies;
Half-uncovered in the receding snow.
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