Winter Scene

a poem by Anthony G. Amsterdam

Everythingis canceled: schools shut,

airportsdown, cars on the Interstate and

Bypassnothing more than menthol butts

ditchedby bored, impatient

wintergods that wait their turn,

stampingsnowy boots in cemetery

parkinglots. Another flurry

makestheir dead-white faces churn.

Oldpeople will die tonight,

droollichening their chins

inhobo towns and hospitals

wherebackup power stalls

andpale necrosis spins

arachnidwebs. A strobing light

marksthe crash scene of an ambulance

whoseshattered driver never had a chance.

Colordisappears. The sky is blinding silt.

Andsuddenly we know

deepin the mind=scold floe

how transient is this world we've built.

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