Winter

Seems like only days after
I got my lifetime pass
the zoo closed on me.
No warning-
left wondering if
the doors will open
for me again.
It's colder than
fifteen below
when you're shut out
from the place you love.
The pipes freeze-
furnace breaks down.
I stand at the gate
holding the bars
as my hands crack.
The yellow bear reminds me
Things are as they are
while he gorges honey.
I see a boy skipping
to meet his love
as I skipped to you
and the bear's voice
becomes too faint;
he chases the elephants now
but he is slow
and his roar is weaker
than even my own.
Who knew the zoo
was such a dangerous place.