Snowy cold, I can play with my breath, catch
mystery on the tips….
Dark, warm, I try to find you, but you
trickster you, playing this game with me…
You hide where blood spills, drips, teases
On your throne, your blues watching me,
giving me privacy, but who are you….
will you come back?
Curtain pulled, back to slumber, never making
any sense in hallucinations……