En Hiver
With your lashes laying thick on the sill
And your sad eyes staring into my room
You ask: what do you think of sleeping alone?
I have always slept alone, I answer
No No, he tut tuts at me
While cracking a roadbed somewhere in Mile End
Not always
Think back
And if you can’t, I’ll do some magic
Then the wind rose a major 3rd
Clouds made multiple halos around the moon
A Peterbilt skidded into a Lexus, killing the family
And I wandered back
Across a plain or a parking lot
I couldn’t rightly tell
And held up by En Hiver’s big snow hands
I stared into a room
With my own sad eyes
We were there
Asleep on the bed like our tangled scarves and gloves on a chair and coats sharing hooks
Then he brought a power line down, causing a fire in a high rise
His tricks always have a bang ending
You’ll have to watch your footing tomorrow – I’m going to make things extra icy because of you not remembering! What’s the point of life if you forget it?
Here’s your correct answer:
You will always sleep alone
He stood up, dusted himself off, causing a blizzard
I like you more than I like most
So I’ll find you if you seek me out
Wherever the thermometer bends down