Halogen Excitement

halogen excitement

shooting skyward

and outward but

refracted and

reflected by

water droplets

frozen into

hexagonal bliss,

 

a fuzzy pall

lays across the

landscape reminding

the natives that

this is the seasons

of death warmed-over,

 

the animals hibernate

whiles the depressed ones

nod off permanently

yet life mushes onward

in Iditarod fashion,

 

stupidity-induced

accidents and

hypothermia

claim more lives,

 

the emergency room traffic

spikes threefold or so,

 

and the box store traffic

screeches to an

ever-loving halt,

 

the smart ones are

getting drunk and are

knocking up their

significant others

because watching

Netflix gets old

really fast,

 

maybe winter is the

season of life?

 

who knows, but it is

a hazy f*****g season,

 

through the window,

the water hexagons

obscure the halogen

excitement just so,

 

it can be seen just fine

but it looks smoky like

eyes in a Maybelline

advertisement,

 

maybe that's where

the title of the Bangles

song came from,

 

halogen excitement shoots

downward from the ceiling,

 

just another night of

boredom, fast or slow,

 

maybe the light fixtures

will collapse in Hollywood

film succession and

the long tube bulbs

will spray their shattered

remains and mercury gas

everywhere because the

box store roof can't handle

the weight of the perpetual

snowstorm outside,

 

it's just a fantasy, anyway,

but it redefines a hazy shade

of winter, doesn't it?

 

hazy halogen hexagons

excite the mind all

the wintertime long,

 

indeed it does!