a
summer freeze
stiffening
joints may be the first indicators.
unrelieved,
even in Atlanta's sun.
you
may notice patches of dirty residual snow;
at
first, these will be restricted to dense
subarboreal
shade.
by
the middle of August the snow will
carpet
the north sides of buildings.
at
this point your hands will be immobile claws;
even
your elbows and shoulders will scarcely move,
and
turning your head will mean agony.
phantom
pain will engulf your useless hands
at
intervals.
you
will wake up one early September morning to find
snow
above the windows
persisting
like some outre form of ice
far
outside its expected environmental range.
after
this day you will not move at all,
save
your darting, frantic, eyes.
A poem I wrote about the ever-present cold caused by misinterpreted signals received by the quadriplegic brain. First published in Breath and Shadow volume 2 number 2.
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