During this Cold Front (poem)

Even the overpasses have icicles
Underneath
Reports of people literally chilling to the bone, even a 7-11 coffee can’t remove the sting in your teeth. You still have to brush them. You still need vaseline on below your gloves, you still need dry roads to power steer on with glove-covered hands.

But what can protect you from becoming an icicle? A what or a who?

(This was drafted on January 7, 2014
In a Greyhound station shortly after the “Transformation Tuesday: No tune, just a question” was published.)

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