A Walk In Winter

Put on your winter boots, pull on your mittens, and let’s stroll around the lake. Hear the snow laugh under your feet…

She’s stuck in this pose… You’re better off than her, you know. You can go wherever you want. Isn’t that amazing?

Is it full of snow? Or maybe mulled wine? Or is it in there where our feelings hide? Look into it and tell me…

This housy doesn’t have a chimney. It’s just like you when you are calm.

Birds like thoughts… Some white, some black. They fluttered from afar so you can see them.

You know what they are doing in there? Writing capitalist propaganda and probably envying our stroll.

Let’s steal this boat. You jump in first and I will follow suit. We can then pretend we float.

The comma of the lake slows us down a little. Pause, and catch your breath…

Differences of opinion, that is all. I’m a bit grey, and so are you.

She has a head full of thoughts, just like you.

Now let us make a little snowman before we return home. The sun is merciful with us today.