Simpler than Winter
Simpler than winter…
is one day of it.
one wintry day.
one breath making clear air cloud.
one icy, icy dawn. no heat—unless you run.
one slope untouched by skiers who will move to mar the whitest white.
one hot, red four-chambered thing pushing precious blood through a living landscape
maybe some humans hibernate in winter’s length.
me, i will move.
.mgw.

well done, man