When It's Cold Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

When It's Cold

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I want to die
in the winter,
—when it's cold

With the reality
of being alive, stronger,
—than all fantasy of being

Where branches
break crisply,
—like a soul in decision

And the wind carrying away
on its distance,
—all strength and pain

I want to die
in the winter,
—when its cold

(Chicago Illinois: July,1977)

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