snow falls
nature’s eraser
our city block blurs
& becomes quiet. it’s
been hours without
sirens or red whirls-
did the world just stop?
i did, just watching it
thinking, this is
this is what i imagined
twenty years ago with
candle light illuminating
glass windows & glass doors
stretching sights skyward
and a hard stop
buildings building blocks.
time and being
it is not what i thought
not now, not then
or is it-
the jazz remains melancholy
& dread still steeps a chill.
plows begin their circuit
their mechanical grind begins
to erase the magic interlude
did these hours even happen.
memory snatches a glimpse
of when i sat like this
alone- watching it all fall
wondering if you felt cold
beneath all that snow ~

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