Breath of Mercy


Breath of Mercy


Hard edged cold slides in

ribs rigid, pleural sacs hold iced shards of air

lungs freeze from inside out


white fingernails roll over

round reddened fingers

on fire with cold

burning cold runs through each phalanx of fingers and toes

lodges in stiff knuckles immovable

in frozen jackets of useless ligaments


rime of sleep wraps tight

eyelids droop

sparkles of crimson, cobalt, citrine

warm the last slivers of fading, euphoric mind