cold holes

sitting in a dark room with you

huge, black, absorbing cold and light and sound

we waited and watched

for the glass to change

from snow with a black square

to a person diving in ice water.

a crowd of people

all looking at an empty room

until someone mumbles we were duped

and we all leave

but they cannot refund

the little faces we made at each other

by the light of the cold, empty hole.

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