DO YOU EVEN REMEMBER YOUR OWN BRAIN
It isn’t always warm in a season
you imagine. You don’t often
see the Carolinas in snow.
Frost on the ground; a scalpel. Suddenly
there is no reason to not wear it.
It’s like why do you do the things you do.
Does anything really hurt or swell.
Is it only cold and tiresome because
your head doesn’t want you doing
this alone. With every many mile
vague sloughing. No one remembers
the logic behind walking. Some skin
on the turf. Some skin. It’s thick
and you remember
another automatic time
when legs ran because what else