The Cold House

there's a chill
in the air. it's too cold in this
house.
it might snow
any minute now.
there's frost on the chair,
the couch,
the table,
the lamps drip with icicles.
the windows crackle.
the pipes are hard.
the bed is a frozen
pond of blue sheets
and white snow drifts of pillows.
come over soon and defrost
this house,
light your fire and
melt the ice in me.