snow

by relpyroo

Posted to Poetry on 2004-02-11 14:44:00

Cold, Cold, Cold
My own open window onto the dusky white grey ghost ground, black blue god mirror water sky, shotgun spatter of hot white supernovae scatter across the untouchable ever expanse above as it seeps through me with cold hands simmering so deep, freezing my soul with ever-presence of intense energy, a night spirit of calm and rest.