filial pattern
like fingerprint on glass
so it passes

in blows and bashes
reflections loom
in over under around

to what end
can we change
rock-face and crag
eroded murky-waterfront

winter breaks people.
roads carved from nothing
adorn a blanketed landscape of white.
two faces illuminated by streetlamps
glittering off the snowflakes
and into madness
two bodies step;
though trepidation seizes them.
effervescence is lost to youth
and so two eyes
crestfallen
meet silently.