ahh political science, such a great class to doze off in. I was at Crater Lake last weekend, snowboarding with some friends of mine, this inspired this piece. My own big question is how I should format it.
-El-
Norwegian Drive-By
there is melted snow salting my hair
gathering the dark strands in clumps
making me shake like a labrador
splattering the ground with little
globs like glue
i'm chilled to the bone even in
my blue anorak and woolen gloves
that sever my guitarist dexterity
but my toes are heating themselves
safe under three layers of socks
stuffed in insulated boots
its almost uncomfortable
this way: the two extremes of hot and
cold
i find myself waiting again
like a newborn for someone
to peel away the wet and
replace it with the tingling of
body warmth
to be carried to bed wrapt
in the shared heat and a fluffy towl
to be tucked in safe and sleepy
heavied lids droppings even as
i demand a Hanzel and Gretal
to fall asleep, a deep rolling
voice lulling me softly
but no one has come
that makes me scratch bitterly
scowling into the forest beyond
starring it down for failing me
and loosing
i strip leaving the damp clothes
in a pile by the door
the chill having cut to the bone
and spred to my chest
the flicker of the evening news
a pillow fluffed at my side
i know
i am only alone because
i am a coward
too cowardly to leave
this self-enforced solitary confinement
and catch that tiny winged dragonfly
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