frozen in my tracks
a million shards of ice
dry pierce my lungs
as each breath is cut short
by the absurdness
of this cold country
which gave birth to me
my feet firmly fixed
as all neurons
fight a losing battle
on this frigid day
my now island thinned blood
crystallizes on impact
and I know that
not even
hot chocolate
will make me warm again
so the countdown begins
till I return to the land
.... of sun... sea... and sand...


