the moon said we'll be fine

I asked the stars about us.
They said the space between
holds so much.

The moon said we'll be fine.
I believe her. She can take a hit-
you can see it in her face.

I wonder what fish think of rain.
I bet they don't care when the sky falls,
at least not as much as we do.

My voice box has a siren setting.
I'm unprepared for everything
except the worst.

I wonder if the permafrost
ever gets tired of being frozen in the past.
There is so much to be cold about.

I want to kiss you in the snow
so we can learn to love the cold.
It will learn to melt around us.