Winter warmth
felt icy, so I ran...

like being erased.
like being snuffed out...

It seems
my soot...

I need to know
I am safe...

Just for this moment
i've found myself again...

....such cold warmth
air rising...

I cry myself to sleep at nights
pretending with the lights turned out...

Mix it slowly-
silver spoon...

Reflection.
An image...

Laughing, laughing
spinning, shouting...

Like a pinwheel spinning
a child dances...

Snowy sadness filling up
the shallow cavities from which...