From deep within,
I feel me clench,
And writhe, and twist in pain.

Go away, I tell my demons.
And don’t you dare come back,
For another day.
For I’ll be waiting,
Silver Athme in hand

A tornado raging,
Inside my head,
Hurricane in my mind.
She said

“Sleep now, my child.
Sleep of joy and love
Without loss.
Of life without pain
Dream of all you are
Slipping from now.”

Wind in hair.
Snow cementing my heart.
Spring comes back
For a few more
Of my precious,
Counted months.