Wait
don't go outside until 4

wait until the ice forms on your car
until your breath takes shape- a small cloud

lean your head wayback
neck against your spine
and listen for it:
the conversation of stars

Airplanes low enough to make sounds
The far off growling of trucks, and
your own breath
so loud in the silence,
going in and out

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