When Love Ends By Blizzard Wave - OR - winter poem #2

This picture won't do it justice

This letter won't let you hear

The thunder of the wave

As it tumbles and tears

In moments it will crash

Into the house

And destroy the shed

It will drown the chickens

We'll all be dead, but you stayed in the frosty city

Shook fist after as I left

You scowled and cursed

Arms crossed under breast

"Go drink your whiskey"

You screamed as I drove away

I did

It's empty

That how you got this letter today, floating

In the boozy bottle

Drifting by currents

All the way until you plucked it

From the rubble and the decay

But, here's the thing I think of

As I write my dying notes

I left the coast to join the foothills

Yet mine are the words that float in this ocean

That isn't salty, where there is no room for reefs

In this heart forever icy

In this conversation, brief

That winter was too heavy

It made the woods roll in

They turned over and onto themselves

Like suffering in sin

They kicked and ate and plundered

They bit and tore and raged

Their thoughts were only inward

And nothing could be saved

So now I float forever frozen

And you're alive with all your spunk

Only one thing keeps me warm inside

That whiskey made me drunk