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……