Clear Cold January Monday

What a beautiful winter day! I went to get a bagel. Pumpernickel. Youngish person at the cafe (not me) in a “love your coat!” crescendo to a lone unhearing elder who felt the urge to up and out and living in a city, could. No one felt embarrassed. My coat was warm. Mmm. Perfect. There was no wind. Two soft pairs of pants, soft belly, shuffling gait like a drunken cartoon so stupid happy you’d (I’d) never know my left boot laid unzipped.

I could be cold

In just this way

forever.