Tuesday, August 7, 2012

abrupt winters

can be the chill
of an abrupt winter
someone gives you
when they feel their summers
wither and curl up
in the throes of their own pain
they figure the ice
will eventually melt
like that in tumblers of whiskey
they drink to seal off the tears
is this winter
that settles on the hearts
of those that love them
but tire of walking along ice
towards those
that give up their hopeful seasons
and don't wish to be saved

No comments: