Upon Hearing Your Message, October 11th

Posted on October 11, 2009


Everything is covered once again with the most
brilliant, immaculate glitter
Our breath turns to smoke

The hands that have gone unnoticed all year
are stiff, are frozen

You are missing your gloves

The fingertips and knuckles that have gone unnoticed all year
are finally felt at the gas station, the gas pump

You can feel your toes in your shoes

She is grieving for the first time,
all over again

Every freezing breath she takes
is a breath left behind,
a breath not taken

Winter is a birth of the brightest or the darkest kind.

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