Never In Anger

Never In Anger - Rainer Maria

my name is

jean briggs,

it's 1964, and language leaves me.

cold and quiet,

it's punishment

for trying to stand on your side.

eat snowflakes,

fall down

on thousands of layers old.

see sometimes i'm seasons

yet the closest place from hearth to home.

i can't imagine the sun never setting,

lives in the snow.

maybe i'll leave here.

been through a bad year.

too cold to die here.