Dec 2015
My breath pauses,
every particle aches to
dissipate among the remnants.
I quiver, shivers prickle
my once smooth skin,
fickle is the hope
that comes with
kin.
every particle aches to
dissipate among the remnants.
I quiver, shivers prickle
my once smooth skin,
fickle is the hope
that comes with
kin.
