It's An Ill Wind
Thought yesterday was a weather
misery, did you? When, though
you felt you had bundled more than
adequate to the thermometer reading
and visual clues you nonetheless
felt, out on a jolly woodland jaunt
trail circuit you must have strolled
accidentally nude, into a walk-in
freezer and yours was only one of
many pale, white forms shivering
in a copse of corpses, taking slow,
painful breaths of frozen carbon monoxide.
Ah, well then, welcome to today! More
frigid, wind-blustering, weather, utterly
merciless, with ice daggers reaching deep
into your lungs, face rouged from the
deadly skin-cell-freezing cold hurled by
that ferocious wind. A timely reminder
of winter, as though you'd forgotten.
Saturday, December 14, 2013
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