Boo Hoo Sun Slaves

 

The Snow Demons

are running amok

where I live

near Seattle.

 

I like the cold and the ice

and

I love

to hear

my Sun Worshipping friends

gnashing their teeth

and crying over their flip flops

banished under their beds

until

nightfall

when they are pulled out from the darkness

and wept over, held by shaking hands

tenderly

in the coldness, in the Winter

that has no end.

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