Icy bones
buried in our homes

Cold
stark
sharp
shadow

Threatening silhouette

She's coming
He's coming
Faceless
Androgynous
Every one at once

In time
frozen lips press to our necks
Every time
We become dreadfully bare
Shade borrows our breath

Broken homes
supply deathly tomes
but

Our words escape
Our wounds innate
Dig us down

Grasping, praying, godless, as soils fall

Over our gathering