Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Painfully cold, said the radio DJ


Exhaust pipe lungs sighing out white clouds of breath
Nose hairs freeze on inhalation
Wind against my face like wasps or rejection
Double-up the layers and shiver my way around town

I’ll thaw myself out with steaming tea, small talk
Glow of warmer memories by the hearth of my heart.

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