Here spite has found a home,
In this desert of snow.
Ice moving in,
A constrictor that would not have me breathe.
Watch every shadow tremble
Like the orphaned leaf of an autumn past,
Ready to abandon its keeper
Without a single backward glance.
Such a lonely place you’ve brought me to…
The feel of your blade
Counterweighted against the small of my neck,
Seeking to extort remorse
And punish secrets for their silence.
Empathy cancelled out by a desperation
Absented by sleep alone,
For you have asked me to undo what has been done,
And I cannot.