contemplating the mess of things

today i can tomorrow i’m working on it
walking out in the wilderness of winter
lose my sense of smell and direction
face numb eyes watering a scream
frightens the birds into smoke
alone in this horror of fear and cold
cats
cats are keeping me alive and warm
rumble purr tumbling on my chest
i’ll stay one more season
see how spring arrives in the mountains of nm
how i arrive awaken move to the love i deserve
from within and holding the hand of my love
wherever she may be in this whiteout

11-08-24

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