thwock! thwock! pieces flying hurricane fighters
up in the sky and touching down
the rhythmic hum darting out of white satin clouds
twirling and whirling in circles
on a clean cut cold early winter day
landing neatly in formation on the front porch
military precision of Montgomery’s eighth army
indoor fireplace to warm up the a-frame
the place to b you c
bottle of brandy always helps
in front of frosting up windows lined with snow angels
watching the thermometer drop like an old man in his final moment
red glistening mercury spilling
soaking into the earth
mars the wooden floor
seeping between the splits and the knots
listening to the symphony of the fire
being conducted by sir georg solti
I’ve got more brandy for drinking—so let it snow
french bread pizza in the toaster oven
bon appétit mon ami crunch crunch
could sleep in late tomorrow morning
instead up early for a walk through the park
a ten mile march but I’ll just do two
I know I’m disobeying orders
please forgive me general
but in the take your breath away frosty air
I say hello to the trees
any animal I see
