The parka may as well be
\na hazmat enclosure:
\nI can hardly see sideways
\nwithout twisting stumbling
\nhideous
\nlike a drunken child.<\/p>\n
Thuggish gangs of snow
\nblow haphazard
\naround my thudding boots
\nimpervious to the gravity
\nhauls
\nthreatens to haul me down.<\/p>\n
Whiskey in the flask
\nin my pocket clatters
\nlike dice in my fist
\nthe memory of it
\nhacks
\ninto my chest like ice inhaled.<\/p>\n
Icicles hang on my eyebrows
\nnostrils lips like leeches
\nrestoring an attached limb
\nshooting stars with
\nhauntings
\nof old wounds.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The parka may as well be a hazmat enclosure: I can hardly see sideways without twisting stumbling hideous like a drunken child. Thuggish gangs of snow blow haphazard around my thudding boots impervious to the gravity hauls threatens to haul … Continue reading