Winter coldness creeps into the crevices within my bones
Like the cracks in my limestone cement basement surrounding me
Through frost on the windows
Below i see snow inbeds the chambers of iron cannons
That surround the downtown landscape
And up icicles hang on awnings over steel loft porches
Like long swords on soliders on a solitude day
Too cold for the birds that line the easeways
Feels more familiar than summer
I choose frost bites over sun burns
For the coldness is the blanket that comforts me at night.
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 3:21 PM UTC
Winter coldness creeps into the crevices within my bones
Like the cracks in my limestone cement basement surrounding me
Through frost on the windows
Below i see snow inbeds the chambers of iron cannons
That surround the downtown landscape
And up icicles hang on awnings over steel loft porches
Like long swords on soliders on a solitude day
Too cold for the birds that line the easeways
Feels more familiar than summer
I choose frost bites over sun burns
For the coldness is the blanket that comforts me at night.
