GAPS.

…Because winter shall be upon us soon,
a perennial lack licking at juvenile wounds slashed open annually
with ceremonial envy-fomenters hiccupping forth an airbrushed snow :
snow-rugs on windmills archaic, on street benches ornate, on church roofs, upon reindeers’ hooves;
longings for belonging,
... for worlds alien stamped into elusive desire-postcards desired in this part of the world,
where under sheets smelling of grandmas and prayer-beads old,
desperate eight year-olds weave fantasy-prayers for the white man in beard and red, carrying upon his black buckled boots, a hint of heavenly snow….