As winter reigned
With fimbul ferocity
My thoughts fled
To the shade in the sun
...
Shrunken old nutsacks
and sagging breasts
depleted of sap
...
On the 6th floor.
Skyline torn
by thunderstorm.
Below me only air
...
The sound of
footsteps
in the gravel
behind you
...
Minutes ago
A single ray of light
ommenced on its journey
...
I like you.
I like you a lot,
she said.
But when you’re with me
...