28 Jan

Above, Rick McVicar performs his poem.

Text and video by Rick McVicar

A cold snap spreads its wings, 

Its talons squeeze my toes.

 I dance a Tennessee two-step through the snow 

That crunches under my feet. 

Sunbeams bounce off a white sheet 

Blanketing a broken sidewalk.

 I carefully watch where I put my feet 

So I won’t take a sudden fall. 

Cars travel fast despite wintry conditions

 As if drivers are late to lie in their own graves.

. I take my time to tarry 

So bells ringing for my demise 

Will not sound their alarm 

Interrupting noisy signs of life.

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