sunshine through the window comes
melting outside frost,
dangers of the cold persist while
remaining cozy inside,
heat penetrates the senses
cold defines its boundaries
solutions no longer exist for some
others perish from too much,
alive we are but once
dead we are forever,
playfully we skip rope in the sun
voyeurs watching from inside,
windows magnify the distance
adjusting speed accordingly,
space has no limitations
except life does not survive,
bound for the future we are
wanting now only a thermal
increase to our predetermination.
February 23, 2025
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