16th January

The cats sit on the wall
cold air sits in my lungs
heavy breath hangs round my head
fogs my window
obscuring worldly features
into an unworldly blur
I cough-
my throat does not clear
my fingers stiffen
my toes buried in thick layered socks
head mounted on green scarf
the luminous globe gives no heat
stands naked in clear sky
freezing to death
dims to the horizon
dragging the blue blanket
along with the birds.

*Poem from a while back