your frozen heart barely pumps slushied blood all the way to your blue fingertips you hope for me to grab your hands and warm you even just for a second your heart is a rock abiotic and unbeating just a cold weight in your chest to remind you of your lost humanity maybe once you knew warmth but now you don’t even shiver you are so far gone you treat me like ice to freeze me just as you’ve been
My teeth chatter with surprising rhythm One-e-and-a-Two-e-and- A bright red face from the scolding wind. My knees knock, One and Two And my feet tap, One Two times this week I've sat in the cold And two times this week I wished I were inside
Originally Titled; "When We Were All Outside Smoking Cigars and I Thought I Was Freezing to Death, or. Why Must We Sit Outside, or, The Rhythm of the Cold, or, How Are You Guys All Fine Out Here?"
Bubbles and smoke Wavering flames and twisting, spiralling water Like two tornadoes of varying temperature and temperament, And equal as different the opposing elements Earth and air lay dormant as I lay, Entranced, By the visions that my very mind manipulates into my reality