the river's ice between my teeth
my small heart exposed
slow & white
my eyes black with rot
curious
i see your call
shoulders haunched & thin
watching yours turn
what am i
who am I
a new scar here
an abscence of some force you knew
my teeth drop
is it clitter clatter
or were it pitter patter
the bridge is lit
this river, dead or dark
as yet, frozen
rain, sleet, wind
my fangs fall away before my snarl
makes use
it is you
faces you
a small goal is granted
a warm wish in this naked winter
i held a heart once, nurtured & loved
granted breath and warmth
i howl and crawl away
into a new grave
the soil turned
stony, grey & salted
did you think of me?
did you remember me?
did you call for me
or were it just my memory?