Ice claims this body, An empty cold spreads like fire. No motions are made To halt the coup d'état, Just mindless submission As winter devours the sun. The mind is tired of the spirit, Had enough of useless loving, Vain attempts to breathe anew. It welcomes the frozen state, A trip away from the life That constantly reminds it of failure. Hopes lie frozen in the gutter, Thrown aside by the north wind. Vaguely missed by a shivering child, Who sadly feels at home In this winter wasteland. M. L. Michael 01·24·02
Winter again
Ice claims this body,
An empty cold spreads like fire.
No motions are made
To halt the coup d’état,
Just mindless submission
As winter devours the sun.[…]