back on the case

thought it was the cold
but really i couldn't breathe
for the kindness of all things
the light sun on the even cold snow
all the chances of starting over
every breath of the in n' out life
this chance   this sweet privilege
of animating 170 lbs of Big Bang dust
on its way to spreading out
in the eternal cold of space

say, let me hold your hands
or even better
take this warm warm warm
mug of fighting the good fight
coffee-tracing words
of freedom

bursting from my ribs come
connections galore