i didn't know it was supposed
to be this much

time is made of snow

i was caught in the fall
last night--

cold wet on my ankles

white summoning ghosts--

i said that i remember everything
in the snow--

we're walking home from
that party when you offered 
to carry me 

& i laughed & threw a snowball
at your head

loving you was brief 
& blanketed--

& we're there 
you & i-- children building a snowman
in the front yard--

with the knowledge that school
is already canceled--

the sky a hazy brownish tint--

we won't finish the snowman--

our boots will be too wet--

& i feel you kissing me--
you with the long brown hair
in the driveway

as feathers melt on
our cheeks--

you tell me you love me 

& the snow melts 
in the road outside--

kamikaze pilots-- 
their engine smoke 

trailing into the cloudy sky--

i didn't know it was supposed
to be this much

i say to myself as
another ghost of mine kneels
on all fours--

she is an artic wolf--
flakes turning to dew on her back--

& the evergreen trees in 
the back yard get taller--

& there are reindeer hooves
planting themselves on the roof

you are there in my attic
holding me by a wad of hair
like yarn--

i'm knitted--

a pink obstacle for
the snow to cover--

sleep walking in a street
of ghosts--

you hold my hand again--

we're walking home from
that party

& you lost one mitten
& i'm happy because i wanted
to touch your fingers
anyway--

outside my front door

i see the little girl 
with three missing teeth--

she throws a snowball
at us & you don't notice--

is it just me then who has
come to live in such 

close proximity to ghosts?

what time finds you when
it snows?

open mouth to 
the sky--

let's catch angels--

i drive home-- dangerous
as the tires highway ice skate

the city: one sleet dream 

& in the lights from
the radio towers 

the snow fall makes 
phone calls home 

to our warm bodies on the porch--
eating handfuls of snow

sledding up the staircase
to our bedrooms

where the world outside will
ache to haunt us--

i am home now with the
window blinds drawn-- 

there's too much out there--

i peak & see you waving
from the driveway--

blow a kiss on the glass--
fog thriving phantom-like--

they canceled school tomorrow 
i tell her

& she holds your hand--
green snow pants & blue knit hat--

i hear melting

it's so loud 

i sleep in the body
of the snowman she is still building