Two Poems
by Adam Everett
Springtime
Please come save us.
Misery of winter.
Frozen are my hands, lips, and soul.
Melt me.
Sit, I’ve
So much
To give.
Rest. Calm.
Life is too
Short for
Standing,
Waiting for
Next times.
Grab a cup
Of coffee.
Or tea. You
Know you
Want some.
And how about a book? There’s that one sitting
On the shelf, which you’re supposed to read for
Class. But it’s kind of late now. I’m better to
Relax on. I know
you’re tired
from it all.
Lay Life
on me.
Just let
it all go.
Don’t need
to rush. things.