Into the darkness,
Into the mist.
Heart is clouded,
Mind amiss.
Cold to touch,
Hard to hear.
Nothing to see,
Eternal fear.
Empty of taste,
Nutrient void.
Lips sealed shut,
Voyeur schizoid.
Much ado but
Run amuck.
Better not
To give a fuck.
Lifeless, and alone,
Winter’s bone.
JCH
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