i biked today
down that street
down that field

the snow gathered onto my tires
and my bike came to a stop
and i flipped onto to my back
the bike rode off and fell on its side
the wheel was still turning

my touque covered in snow
and my bare hands getting cold real fast

i layed there looking at the clouds
looking at my frozen breath escape into the air

i looked to my sides
and i was sinking
into this white sea
the sea
of lost memories

i looked back up
and i thought
to myself...even the voice in my head was shivering
"how did this come to be?"