i look up at the grey film of sky there’s no light to make my eyes look like anything other than ***** snow open my mouth let the snowflakes melt on my tongue a tear falls from my eye but freezes halfway down my cheek
i take off my coat, my shoes shelterless and i stand still frozen in film noir the wind whispers frigid nothings in my ear
sun tries to make his way through cloud’s bleak winter parlor to warm my rosy face and chase the snowflakes in my hair away she will not let him ha, they must be fighting
but i don’t mind thank you sun for your consideration but i don’t think i can get any colder than this