Fall in Manitoba

ice hurts
like the touch of a tooth;
you have your warning.

alien ice
repels the courteous
and the snug.

they hide under their fuzz,
clothth-th-th
away from the dripping insect foreigner.

it is the season of warnings
the safe things are squeezed
out of their juice.

we are pulling over our
pieces of mammaldom,
our bubbles.