so cold lately, like the winter is already here inside of me and the rest of the universe is still trying to tie up loose ends
. it is seeping into my bones until i am stiff, alone. until my brain is numbed into some detached semi-conscious state.
i never realize until i am too involved - when my hands are rigid and my fingers curled to my palm. this need in me, a blue fire burning its way into my flesh. there is nothing about me except the heat
that fills me, the pain. the cold that takes it all away.
i was warm an instant today, drinking in the sun - resting on the top of a subtle hill. it is there for me, i remember, when i really need it. there is a way the earth will cradle me when i am too tired
. the insect chirp moist earth filling me and there was a thing i could do with my eyes. like a camera i thought, squinting the blades of grass into focus, staring through them into the sky
slipping. i am tired of shoes
i miss new wave - and watching you walk away..