winter

this is based on the fact I hate Winter so I associated it with s****y things that happen, nothing personal.

days are getting

cold

one day, your hair will turn from gold to red

to white, and the boy behind the cashier 

will be hit by a bus

driven by a man who sings

as he dresses in the morning.

days will get

colder

one day you will eat the last orange

left in the wooden fruit bowl, and your husband

will eat the first

in a hotel room with a girl who laughs

as he kisses her nose.

winter will

come