Cold Snap
Cold Snap
The winter night in your face
darkened, and sparkling stars of frost
enameled your eyes. My words
caught on a splinter of ice
and bled to death. As their last heartbeat
sang to the music of the band
my ears felt empty and now
I can’t dance with anyone else
with my blood frozen by
your white hands.
Publication Details
Original Citation
Kansas City Magazine (1965) 28.
Word Count
58
Original Publication
Date Published
1965
Book Appearance
Complete Poems
147
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