New Socks

 My phone thinks I'm in Mount Airy
what an ironic coincidence
considering,
I used to think if I lost everything
I'd be left with no one to love me
and it's not that I'm angry,
but winter's here
colder than an ice rink, colder than
Seoul, colder than me-
my fingers go numb and I 
need new socks
I need new sweaters
I need a new heart.