As I sit watching 
The exhaust from heaving 
Cars sputtering in cold 
I’m reminded of that 
Now infamous Tuesday night 
When across the open 
Plains of southern Wyoming 
I drove and was
Mesmerized by blowing snow 
And decided to stop 
And take a moment 
To witness this snow 
Globe dancing in front 
Sometimes I now think 
Of that very night 
And you beside me 
In our own world 

Sitting here and thinking 
As I watch people 
Walk past my window 
Wondering where they go
Feeling like a store
Front puppy for adoption 
Thinking that they must 
Be going somewhere knowing 
That they’re too busy 
To take the time 
To even notice me 

I feel like one 
Of those bacon wrapped 
Chestnuts that lost his
Toothpick simmeringly falling apart 
In the oven while 
My friends gleefully crackle
And fry like husbands 
And wives on the 
Beaches of Waikiki I’m
No longer a pig
In a blanket but 
Simply a naked chestnut 

I don’t understand why 
People that want something 
Believe that someone else 
Wants that same thing 
Is it true that 
Only the strong survives
Then why do so 
Many subvert acquiesce accept 
Why do so many 
Wish to please while 
Others wish to abuse