A hazy kind of cold,
like freezing smoke
chilling everyone with
a pleasant cooling taste.
Going to sleep
to never wake.
And down then.
A single magnolia bloom falls.
Life-shaped spaces
left lifeless.
A stopped carousel.
Arrivals unarrived.
Angry words vibrate
in a father’s pocket.
The last mistrust
despite unbroken vows.
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