First Snow

When I die


I wake up in snow


and cars like sleeping animals


line the block, barely breathing


and everything is covered


in the same thing all at once

for the first time

but I can’t tell if that same thing

is snow or the sound of snow


falling

I shave my head and shut my eyes


I paint my body white

so I can’t even be seen out there

I take off my shoes

and my feet cross the snow soundless,

like tongues licking envelopes

Then street lamps


catch like matches, then


everything is waking up in snow