Never In Anger - Rainer Maria

My name is

Jean briggs

It’s 1964, and language leaves me

Cold and quiet

It’s punishment

For trying to stand on your side

Eat snowflakes

Fall down

On thousands of layers old

See sometimes i’m seasons

Yet the closest place from hearth to home

I can’t imagine the sun never setting

Lives in the snow

Maybe i’ll leave here

Been through a bad year

Too cold to die here