Just a Few Words

The chill sidles up to me, slips me into its embrace.
I lean into it stiffly, my flesh dotted, all attention;
sensation becomes acute, my body aware of
its discomfort, generating shivers of response
to ward off numbness.

This is how I want to live — at the apex of awareness,
not overly comfortable, thus complacent,
not anesthetized, thus unconscious,
but focused and alive.

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