icebreaker

 

cold that cauterizes

every inhale a slash,

bloodmetal coughing and

laughter knifesharp

(we should talk about this

but not here)

stamping feet with hands

thrust pocketdeep in forget-it

one more cigarette

might explode our cutglass teeth

like crunching sidewalks,

we walk in kneelength numbness—

saying, hey, what about that cigarette?

i know, we need to talk.

 

Reviews

[Absentee Reality Check]

this is amazing, with all of the sort of feelings and then the way it sounds when read aloud... it is beautiful