My lashes sparkle with water droplets and I can no longer feel my nose.
The sky above is gray with puffs of smoke, thick and warm.
Slowly the moon arises over the barren trees whose limbs are dusted with glittering snow.
My corduroy coat is drenched and dripping.
All over I am damp, cold, and shaking but I refuse to go inside.
I’m enjoying the clean world that smells crisp.
I’m enjoying the moon light that washes over my pale skin.
I’m enjoying the quiet darkness.
No car drives by
the snow has barricaded the roads
Alone I stand in the light of a street light
Alone I lay
I look up at the snow that slowly falls on top of me
Covering me up snowflake by snowflake
I wish that I could stay there forever
I wish that I could slowly turn numb
I wish they would find me in the morning
Then no one comes to get me so I get up and trek back to my home
A flame is burning in the fire place
The orange glow licks my white toes
the warm spreads over me and I begin to feel again
and slowly I fall
I fall into a deep sleep
With no dreams
With no cares
With no fears
And then I wake up and All the dreams
All the cares
All the fears
Return
And I wished I hadn’t come home