like air

breathing in a cold snap, breathing out, watching my warm
breath condense as its heat dissipates, because it can't last.
i can do this for a few minutes, watch my own breathing,
untill my nose gets cold
and my cheeks turn red
and my fingers go stiff because i lost my gloves, again.
my feelings in winter are a lot like like the air i'm breathing in
and out- not that different from summer nor that different
from fall but cooler and crisper and more urgent. but my
extremities are more like the way i act, cold and stiff, out
of practice. i lost my gloves again and i just don't know
what to say to you.