beg the sun to reclaim my mind
seen nothing but a steep decline
ease a little from the race
uncovering pale scars to trace

swooning over blackened clouds
no one pay attention now
starved enough to feed the flame
never lasts to see the rain

scuffing up the jaded ice
breaking into silence twice
running backwards in place again
laughing at the solid bend

subtle esoteric smile
intentions make the night worthwhile
inside your blanket stare i see
the footprint of catastrophy