Disembarking like
                         wet snowflakes,
they submerge within me,
laying a blanket of  
                 regrets.
Melting within my physicality,
a stream of motions joining estuaries
of consciousness.
        
And I slumber, woven dreams of
                                    nothingness
                                              encompass me,
swimming in a blizzard of closed senses,
I'm drowning in slower beats, like the
rumbling of thunder slowly fading away
with each rumbling of consciousness.

As the last breath of existence  
                                               falls,
a singular snow flake shatters
                                       within me,
I'm buried in the frailties of my decisions.