snow drifts
of the mind

teasels hold
snow balls
of their love for me

we're all human
(I write under cover
of eyes)

we are watching
you

At the train station

watching the board,
seeing nothing

transfixed cold
stare

groups
of people

paralyzed
there

mini playing cards
and

(potato) chips
frozen beneath
the ice's surface

on pavements
solidified.

Like the emotions
we don't hide
when we're drunk.

Like the emotions we don't hide
when we're not asleep

crunch crunch
stepping crunch
sparkle magic
---------------swoosh!

goes the snow.

snow drifts of the mind,
snow drifting