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