Those Who Enjoy The Cold

Notice those

Who enjoy

The cold

-

No sleeves in freezing degrees

Can mean

Parts of them are dying

Or have died

Without human warmth

They fetishise its loss

To stay alive

-

And then one day

They don’t

One day

He runs a hose

From a Holden’s exhaust pipe

Into the passenger side

Taped over his mouth and nose

-

Knew his name

Never saw him

But

I like to think

Heaven is tropical

And he’s

Thawing.

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