something is wrong here
i don't know the snow
but there is a reason for
it's return, there must be

the pale faces carelessly
scattered about, smacking
pavement with haunting
heads obscured and
influenced by the severely
storming winds

i've learned to find reason in the mundane

though i don't know how that translates
into uncharacteristic weather patterns

i want what i'm after
i'm distracted by crystal orbs of longing
i want my tires to skid out from under me
i want to be buried in snow

there's a reason it falls now
i'll happily crawl to my end
though i shiver i long for more
i'll freeze but i need it
i've awakened in a snowstorm

i must embrace frozen fate