Permafrost

Quick steps

hurried

breath

like

frosty

clouds

transparent

between the

stars

where

the moon

once

resided

iced in

heartache

and

sorrow.

Love

is

lost.

No deep

footprints

to guide

it home

and snow

has covered

our lungs

not

a word

uttered

on the

tundra

not a song

sung

in the

northern

lights

where guides

walk

like spirits

transformed

into

shadows

lingering

on

the

edge

of

consciousness.

I scream

a

guttural

call

reminding

me

of

the

animalistic

beast

lurching

across

the

bareness

of my

joy

I accept it

accept

the

thoughts

that

roam

tug

pull

push

kill

at my sanity.

I’m no

longer

a

part

of

your

summer haze

the

bitterness

of

winter

has

set

deep

in my

bones.

Deep

in

my heart.

A

permafrost

that no

one

can thaw.

I

am

only

a

hopeless

soul

to

wander

alone

in

the

cold.

And

I

accept that.