weather haiku
philadelphia
university city's
trying to kill me
center city's 'walks
are shoveled clean and salted
but do not cross the schuylkill
i slide over ice
i wobble but don't fall down
just like a child's toy
i glide into work
fearing for my well being
adrenaline high
but rejoice, always
at least my eyeballs have not
frozen and shattered