Celsius

Don’t be alarmed
it’s just me in a hoodie
 

walking down the street
in Dunwoody
 

at Publix picking up a quick pick
and a bottle of liquid
 

having a nightcap
in a knit cap
 

in a change of weather
cold like December 25
below zero
 

chilled bones
 

cold toes
 

runny nose
 

I’m feeling like I’m a
coke on ice
 

on the rocks
bundled up real tight
 

looking like a crook at night
what the hell am I thinking?
 

Nothing I just keep on
drinking
 

freon fills my soul my
damn it’s cold
 

with a gust of wind
My eyes are watering
 

I can’t feel my fingertips
touching my chapped lips
 

feeling like I’m
on the outside and can’t get in
 

thanking God that I can
 

one day it’s hot
the next ice cold
 

don’t know to stay
home or wear a coat