I am waiting in the car
It is early
And it is cold
The vents breathe lukewarm air
Against the frozen windows
A patch of clear glass is slowly revealing itself
Through the ice and condensation
The radio is on, but quietly
The burble of noise,
Fades in and out of the remnants of dreams
Nibbles at the edges of my waking mind
As the warming air gently erodes
The borders of frost on the windscreen
Streetlights and amber houses
Glow gently through
This dissolving glacier
This ice white cocoon
Fractal diamonds
Crumbling to reveal the world
I like the slowness of this
The gentle changing of states
Watching the frontiers of Winter weaken and fade
Silver crystals soften and drift
And melt away
I hear the muffled thump of the house front door
In moments you will be here
I turn the heater up full
Warmth crawls swiftly across the remains
Of this melting battlefield
Fingers of heat spread out
Tearing apart the last of the night
Footsteps approach
You open the car door
And my day begins