Sum Chi

do you know where the ducks go?
when the lake freezes over
and life is suspended
clinging from their shoelaces
hanging from wires
by their teeth
and with the passing of cars
i lose a bit of me
double or nothing
heres an imitation of a life
something for us to chew on
chew
the days pass, blend into drunk nights
flashes of smoke, car gauges, purple velvet
vomit
and sangria
nice pressed pants
tailored to fit my sagging ass
and still
i stood right there
with my hands running
nowhere but to my pockets
i stood right there
under the giving tree
still smiling