bleak mid morning

branches blackened
dripping ice
salt coats our undercarriages
breathing in scarf shards
filthy slush
bone-poking cold
pretending balmy sun
with weather apps
summer songs
piped through ear buds
under fuzzy hat
brisk shuffle
through bleak mid morning

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