Yukiguni / Snow Country

your cheeks all ruddy in the cold
your hands on mine that shake with pain
your cold blue eyes hold mine
I think
I’ll not make this mistake again
feet slip on ice and shredded fingers clutch
my cigarette with glee
these moments when you break, your kindness
you might have cared for me
our coats and hats are black and blue
my hands are blue and yellow, stained
with cigarettes and stupid poems

I hope to never write again.

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