First frost is close
Iceland is near
Feelings of cold
Rejuvenation
Icicle clarity 47°
Mental baptism
Are we progressing
Just making more
Or standing still
Revolving in the same
We make new things
To feel alive
But if stuff
Is all we have
Then we have
Nightingales
That aimlessly dive
Cobwebs in our eyes
To climb the tree
To see if the top
Is as cold as the bottom
Is much more meaningful
I can see this is
A popular spot to rest
For every bird
Another coyote
Looking for breakfast
Is it cold
Where you live?
Do you think
Of things like this?
I imagine
It would be warm
If we were together
© GÄ
Poétique 