Saturday, February 21, 2009

I am silence
Embracing the cold
Unconscious
As it wraps blue wires
Up my tingling arms
I hug me
Squeeze out the cold
To replace it
With some of my own
I am waiting
For the warm unknown
Holding nothing
But patience
Leaking into the cold

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