by Daron Larson
An organism capable of generating its own heat
will still move in the direction of warmth
when it gets cold.
Coffee. Campfire. Conversation.
A process of natural selections
fueled by differences of degrees.
Hands. Arms. Bodies.
An icy heart will seek the heat of story,
and even a dicey start will not necessarily kill hope.
Ask a preacher.
Ask a nurse.
if even a botched plot can come to a boil,
whether talking about the weather
brings more comfort,
than not speaking at all.