Remember When It Used To Snow?

Tapping fingernails against a cheek
to figure out what to wear
while the global scheme is flux.

A few degrees separates
hot from brush-fire
wet from slush
snap cold from snow
humid from hurricane
Sol from desert
and chilly from black ice.

All purpose spacesuit
will suffice.

The long run is
Christmas trees
decorated with beach shells,
different from
frost.

Remember when they had a chance
to say
"fuck that"?
Your kids are
going to have a bone to pick with you.