snowetry

so, tour with otr. first night is winding down. hunkering down in the akron radisson with snow flurries outside. this texan is going to have to adjust quickly to the cold.

here's a poem i wrote after spending a day at the airport:

i saw you, little one,
engulfed by airport furniture
partaking of cold desire with a plastic spoon;
i smiled and laughed out loud.
you will not remember this moment,
however...
it is making you everything you will ever become;
you,
and me,
and everyone else.