when the wind outside is like this
(knives and coarse and salt)
and inside heat comes from chemicals
(radiation, or an orange glow)
only humans are real, and can be touched
(me and you and them);
or better yet, humans can touch
(arms and legs and mouth)
and in this weather, want to dole out
(gratification, or for just ‘cause)
only the sweetest: blankets and yarn
(hands and hugs and kiss).