by Alan King
Night comes fierce and icy,
like the woman rolling her eyes
and snapping her head away
after catching your gaze. Even
a cashier dodged your best attempts
at getting a smile. The chill tears through
your bones, like termites through wood.
But how does a man keep
from freezing when his coat
and thermals betray him?
Weatherman’s calling it the coldest
ever. And how does a man prepare
for such a frigid forecast when Winter’s
the most fickle of her siblings?