Winter In New York
Cold—fucking cold.
It’s bloody fucking cold.
I’m absofuckinglutely freezing!
Fuck this shit, I’m cold.
I’ve fallen down 8 times this year—
Such is life when getting old.
Screw this shit, I’d rather stay home in my blanket.
It’s too damn fucking cold.
This poem is about:
My family
My community
My country
Our world