Scott Biggerstaff

October 19, 1988 - Lee's Summit, MO
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Stood Up

The wind last night was something else
In the sun I felt warmed from the outside in
Warmed down a few centimeters only to be robbed
By gusts of icy chill foreshadowing this morning’s snow
I sat outside a taco joint reading Heaney
Waiting for a date I knew wasn’t showing up
I’ve been so hungry to connect my prerequisites
Have fallen away one by one
How can I climb out of this hole and feel the sun again?
There’s a difference between the sort of warmth that sheds layers
And the hands under warm water feeling that fades when the faucet’s off
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