Burn me with fury. Fighting. Resisting. Festering. Stir the ashes within me. Kindle the flames,

I can feel you slipping silently from me. First from touch. Then from sight. Then from mind.

The snow slides silently down the slope of the A-line roof melting as it goes.

I used to look up at the stars in… I counted them knowing well that i… an impossible task. The infinite number lured my atten… from the world of reality

In the dying of the desolate dawn, I inhale one last breath of peace before the bell tolls on the hour of morning and day to day life begins.

I tip toe in between the drops of rain and skiff upon the puddles; yet, no matter how fast I scamper,

Oh sliverous moon sitting in the sky tell me, tell me what to do! Do they know that I am missing? Do they know that I am gone?

Sugar coated trees surrounded by the cold breath of l… Glazing everything it touches, binding us with sticky like sensat… bringing forth an almost good impr…