Quick steps
hurried
breath
like
frosty
clouds
transparent
between the
stars
where
the moon
once
resided
iced in
heartache
and
sorrow.
Love
is
lost.
No deep
footprints
to guide
it home
and snow
has covered
our lungs
not
a word
uttered
on the
tundra
not a song
sung
in the
northern
lights
where guides
walk
like spirits
transformed
into
shadows
lingering
on
the
edge
of
consciousness.
I scream
a
guttural
call
reminding
me
of
the
animalistic
beast
lurching
across
the
bareness
of my
joy
I accept it
accept
the
thoughts
that
roam
tug
pull
push
****
at my sanity.
I’m no
longer
a
part
of
your
summer haze
the
bitterness
of
winter
has
set
deep
in my
bones.
Deep
in
my heart.
A
permafrost
that no
one
can thaw.
I
am
only
a
hopeless
soul
to
wander
alone
in
the
cold.
And
I
accept that.