the cold has killed off every mouse
but cold will never kill me too
buddhists know just what to do
write a haiku and declare
cold is really an illusion
absence of heat, not something there
shivering is only mental confusion
shivering in the cold night
but feeling nothing
turn the dial
electric heat
rise to warm
my frozen feet
but my frozen feet don't care
cold is really 'nothing there'
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