cold takes the numb away.

it’s the dreams that do it. they come, and there’s no telling what will happen.
and it stays even when you get up, even when you keep going.
and it doesn’t matter how long you sit at the beach or how cold you make yourself get just so that you can feel for a little,
it doesn’t matter because you have to go to work today and you still have to do laundry.

and this goes on and on and on and on and on until it doesn’t. and then you’re finally fine. and then its finally over. supposedly.