Christmas lights blur in streaks of neon lines
the chill of the air tints the sky a shade of blue
that matches the heart shaped bruise he gave her
the temperature drops with her stomach
leaving room for words left lingering
mingling with the smell of firewood and with
canceling eyes that sent their ship sinking in the Atlantic of the last month
time eroded their hearts and morphed
them into fossils
once quick and erratic
now suspended in the frost bitten air.
Dec 1, 2013
Dec 1, 2013 at 11:17 PM UTC
Christmas lights blur in streaks of neon lines
the chill of the air tints the sky a shade of blue
that matches the heart shaped bruise he gave her
the temperature drops with her stomach
leaving room for words left lingering
mingling with the smell of firewood and with
canceling eyes that sent their ship sinking in the Atlantic of the last month
time eroded their hearts and morphed
them into fossils
once quick and erratic
now suspended in the frost bitten air.
whatever this is man,
