the moment night hit my starving skin
it was like the reminisce of yesterday.
coldness misunderstanding my soul.
the wind telling me things only I knew.


the warmth had been stolen
perhaps all of it this time
the opaque shadow of you my dear.


walking along the rugged exterior
the moon pulsing along with me
the stars singing a little tune


her face as dull as hailstones
looking up into translucent souls
for that's where she belonged
screaming to them for a remedy