ode to snow in winter

[regretsregrets]

last night i played in the snow.
everything was so white and pure, and clean
there was booze and snow and grass everywhere.
everything moved so fast at first
and then all of the sudden, not at all.

everything begins to slow down to an eventual stop
the only thing left
are your thoughts to race
unfortunately, when you play in the snow
there's never a finish line in sight.