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A Back Massage Without the Massage

Winter envelopes
My toes, forcing them into
The frozen ice van.

A dial turns red
Somebody turned the lights on
But they turned back off.

Heat pokes through my shirt
My frozen toes are warming
My back is warm now.

Seat heaters are like
A back massage without the
Actual massage.



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