The Cold

Through my coat

Through the layers

Through my skin

All the way to my bones

“Shut your mouth!”

All I heard

A cause for concern

Oh my word

Did the cold just demand?

Did the cold just command?

Did the cold just demean the man that I am?

This coldness has seeped in through the seals

And proceeded to conceal

Any trace

Of my family jewels

So alone here I stand

No more than a toddler

No more than a man

Oh woe is me

Woe is me

                Never mind

                                 Ever noticing

Feel me whisper

                        By no means

                                            Hear me blister

Feel me cry

                 In due time

                                  Hear me lie



My place is so unclear

My appearance is so austere

My feelings are so sincere

One thought—Persevere