Shivering bones that show joy in what doesn't exist
Hooped fingers dusting flakes of insecurity from your eyes
Shadowed in the mist
Casting taloned wisps of cursory
Into the already sodden air
The deluge of heat from the flames
Lay memories of dispersed feelings to rest
Curling the hair on your skin in its fervid ferocity
Rusted metal
Drawing its sisters from your flesh
Like water from a spring
Cold
Cold and thin
Crushing daisies beneath our feet
When the placid pleasures become too much to bare
And all over again you failed that day