Sleeping In My Car In the Snow

sleeping in my car in the snow subzero temperature with frozen snot and drool so dark in the weary silver car that it feels like life is drowning my mind is an antique thinking that it is a new day, but it is only 3.5 minutes later the moon has icicles on it the stars are in a temporary hibernation the tears refuse to run down anywhere for it prefers the warmth of the tear ducts my mind is a turtle in a rapid state of constipated confusion thinking that morning has come however, it is a minute and a half later from the 3.5 minutes later from when i laid my head down when the next morning comes, i will Praise God and ask Him for Good Health, Comforting Warmth, and Divine Protection until then, i brave another frosty, frigid night nervously chattering in fear until some form of sleep comes that is, if said sleep does decide to come