I Put On My Overcoat And Walked Into Winter - My Teeth Chattered Rhythms

And They Were Grouped In Twos Or Threes, Like A Morse Code Message Was Sent

From Me To Me. Cars On Slippery Slopes, They're Stuck: People Pushing Through

Their Mittens As I Was Beginning To Feel It Soaking Through My Shoes, Getting

Colder With Every Step I Took To Your Apartment, Dear.



And I Was A Kaleidoscope: The Snow On My Lenses Distorting The Image Of What

Was Only One Of You And I Didn't Know Which One To Address As All Your Lips

Moved.



This Is When I Forget Breathe All The Things I Scripted, They Sound Unfounded.

And The Look That You're Giving Me, It Tells Me Exactly What You Are Thinking:

"this Ain't Working Anymore."



They Got Their Mothers Worked Into A Panic

Sledding Down Hills Into Oncoming Traffic

The Parents Layered Clothes Until The Children Couldn't Move Then Kept Them

Outside Til Their Noises Were Blue And I Got Left There, Too.



I Put On My Overcoat And Walked Into Winter, My Teeth Chattered Rhythms. And

They Were Grouped In Twos Or Threes Like A Morse Code Message Was Sent From Me

To Me.