Winter Remembers

The winter sky mimics the summer juices of strawberries and peaches 

Poured across the blue plate of the horizon.  "Ah, Summer," it seems to cry, 

"My dear warm friend," then breathes with an icy sigh "I pay homage 

To your faded flora's once rich colors, until you come back again."

Bigotry

They drink the poison from their own skin,

Licking the toxic, hallucinogenic toad.
They never go beyond the surface;

Marrow is our equalizer.  In their own mouths

The epithelial cells tell true tales.  They are not listening

To the DNA speak true history.  Frenzied and foaming
At the mouth with hate they eat their own flesh.