I KNOW WHAT YOU DID LAST WINTER

” There is more smoke from fire of revenge than love”

People speak of weather
Just to make small talk
with those who do not
exist except in imagined
civil world that stops being civil
when truths are told about man made
disasters
There are all kinds of love
when people bond in climatic hazards
There are those who fuel the fire place
They burn logs of wood
There are those who arrange
for wasting your time in the ruins
There are those who make a story
from every word you say
Just to be relevant
Obsessed that you are alone
And will never warm beds..
And definitely that winter they burned
with jealousy over an innocence
Till they made you hate
Your body once again…..