A cold chilling wind blows
          it seeps
             deep
deep into my bones.

A ripple of numbness
       takes hold.
My knees bu
ckle.
GRAVITY takes-----------hold.

This chilling wind blows
that
         vanquishes souls.
Spreads      like       poison.
Latching (on) not letting go.

Where have your fires gone?
In what place are they stored
numbness is
                           unbearable.