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
And Cars On Slippery Slopes Were Struck,
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 Your Lips Were Moving.
This Is When I Forget to Breathe,
And All the Things I Scripted,
They Sound Unfounded.
And It's the Look That You're Giving Me
That 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.
And Parents Layered Clothes Until Their Children Couldn't Move
Then They Left Them Outside Until Their Noses 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.
