Snow Fox Poem

secret secrets

beat slow hearts felt

nice on the cold

eyes that stare into a

focused nowhere

snuggled into itself

quiet acceptance of

identities based on powder

blizzards

horizons that go unseen

and furry bodies that

follow suit

looks into me

finding the cage filled

with the dozen lemmings

moving as one

eats them down through

central nervous systems

synapses

and that's when they

build the fireplace

ignoring the footprints

bypassing the chest

straight for arctic centers

global warming at its

best