cold

[aronwy]

Cold
Slow and creeping, like the endless drifts up
North, but it's
Here, looming, present
Curling possessively in sinuous
Smiles that have no
Gleam but of more
Cold, and I'm
Poisoned, for it
Slides through these veins like thick
Fog, stealing all joy and I can't
Laugh, not here, not now, not
Ever, if I stay on.

I feel I've forgotten how to love.