In the Shadow of Saturn

On a northcountry morning with fresh snow on not-yet-green earth

I had lay in state

Waiting for the light of day to say something to my heart

Yesterday’s warmth was gone like a lover’s last kiss to you

And it was as cold as the shadow of Saturn, all things froze out, all thoughts, all feeling

Coated in an early snow, and ice

Rising to scrape my toes across the floor, once more, a labor, a daily deal with the devil

Soon enough the sun will rise again

over the northcountry, the glacial valleys and left behind boulders and high peaks with gray jays yammering and calling

Repeat and repeat and repeat the game

Maybe you can steal a base, and slide into second

Maybe

I stopped along the road, window still frozen over to clear my vision, but not my heart

It still lay in state

On a northcountry morning with fresh snow on not-yet-green earth