Beneath a veil of frozen breath

I drift

 

A nameless thing too thin to keep

 

Silence pools like winter water

Folding hours into sleep

 

The cold recites a quiet creed

A whispered word I cannot read

 

It thins my skin

It bends my hour

It leaves me weightless

 

Stripped of power

 

Stillness drips like glass through bone

A hush of needles overgrown

The air distorts in winter's gaze

A muted lantern

 

A pale malaise