still

13 February 2006 @ 5:27 pm

stand still
so still that you feel the world,
cracking around you
slip your head up to the sky
feel the snow over your eyelids
lips;
your breath singular
unicellular
separate from mine,
inches from your right cheek bone
your hands,
silent in your pockets
mine fists in the glaring light
the glaring cold
your face--


where are you?

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