The Conversations of a Frozen Night

Wind screaming through
cold alleys
unkempt walkways
over automobiles
through empty lots
rounding on itself
in the black heart
of a frozen night.
Lovers yelling down
from decaying building windows
continuing their fight
in public
so as to show
how much they care
while announcing
with violent authority
that they don’t.

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