the silence snow begets

i wore steel toed boots in the
snow. and looked back
at my foot prints as
i defaced the parkscape.
one can see the moon through
the clouds if
he knows where to look
on a night like this.
laid down making
wingless angels in
the ground. and staring at
the breath that bellows from
my lips.
there's a ring around the
moon that can't be
seen on snowy nights
and a quiet that i've only
heard in dreams until
now.
we never saw the sunset
or the night fall
through the clouds.
i just saw the snow
like lemmings leaping from
the sky.
and then the overcoming quiet.


micro stanza Sam