Snowflakes, your kisses
sneak through my open window,
like kindred spirits.
Vast sheets, virgin white,
rendered unkind by footsteps:
corrupted too fast.
With trepidation
I leave warm sanctuary:
it’s fucking snowing.
Murky-iced water,
I plunge, unknowing: wet socks –
I’m so fucking done.
Cocooned, I lay wrapped
in the mantle of winter,
get me out of here.
Winter in Boston
pervades my soul, usurps my
paycheck. Fuck this shit.
