Snow Secret

Snow blind. She’s on my mind. It’s not worth saying aloud, but I’ll write it a thousand times, for each flake of white – snow blind and drunk on Jack Daniels and wine and there’s no one to text – I’ve crossed all the lines – there’s no one to call ’cause there’s no one that’s mine. Snow secret – I slept in and nobody’s texted. Snow keeps my temperature down, I expect it – I’m growing cold, my hot blood has slowed. Snow use – it’s no use – there’s no pathway to show with a flashlight – it’s all been covered with snow. I would come over but if you lived closer.

~ by perfectionatrix on January 24, 2016.

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