the voices in the winter air
keep me company.
they've traveled far
treading miles through
the deep snow & the
blizzard in my mind.
they should've shown
me the silky summer sun
when they had a chance.
I should've payed more
attention to the way
the sun shone on
your freckles.

when I get out of this
place it'll be better.
don't let yourself
come after me.
don't stop your breathing
I'll be here until morning.
but I'll be gone when you wake
so don't bother to wait.
I've had this dream
more times than
I can count on my
fingers and toes.