They all wait
for the warm weather
and the better times
and opportunities to
be “themselves” in public space
and all I can think
is how maybe the cold is
easier;
No one wants to talk
when their heads are down
and their teeth chatter
and their only motivation
is getting to where it’s warm.
Cold is a friend that
whispers often
but never so loud as when everyone else
has nothing to say.
Kayfucius 