Tiny pretty things
fall like stars...

Winter warmth
felt icy, so I ran...

You rose up to
meet me...

an endless cycle of
green and yellow and brown...

I careen across
the pavement...

I breathe you in -
electrifying...

hum
with pain...

The sky is caught
behind the clouds...

I use the white noise of tv
to numb the voice...

When the snow flurries
and the sun slices...

When I am alone
it swirls inside of me...

I saw her across a
field of sun...